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some-beans · 1 year

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I’m in a mood babe. I gotta write, but I’d be hella inspired if you wrote like a hot MHA pro hero teacher Y/n (if its not too much both male and female, its okay if you only do one, no pressure!)

Just the pros thirsting 🧘🏾‍♀️

— Love you ⛹️🏾‍♀️

you got it babe 💃💃 imma do both

✎...pairing: pro heroes x pro hero!teacher!reader ✎...themes: chaos, pro heroes are down bad, seen as romantic ✎...notes: i want reader, reader is thick for both male and female bc i can, reader's quirk is up to your imagination, though reader teaches health, can you tell which characters are easier to write ✎...enjoy !!

𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓

𝐅𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

gonna be real with y'all

a hot mess

like he's a highschooler giggling and kicking his feet

blushing and shit

i feel like it starts off as a crush from respect and slowly turns southwards when he manages to find you beaten to hell and back with your costume wrecked to shit

bc just like megan said, body-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody-ody

but also

women with muscles 💕💕

but besides that, i feel like due to how he constantly trained, all might legit has rizz ー with that ass ー but has no idea how to use it

also, with his skinny form, self-conscious baby 🥺

𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

now, it takes him a lot longer to develop these feelings bc i kinda see all might as a ❛traditional man❜ but not in a religious way

like, in a sense he would do old fashion things to woo someone

anyway

like earlier, all might would have to be sat down by someone and have it told to his face that he finds the health teacher attractive

cuz god DAYUM you're yummy

your costume hugs and accentuates all of your muscles

especially your tiddies

definitely uses the excuse to work out with you just to see those muscles move

same goes when you help him out with his classes

that ass is muy caliente

𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑

𝐅𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

the only chance he'd see you would be out on patrol or if it had something to do with shoto

however, after his divorce and now trying to rebuild his connection with his family, he does end up talking to you

this is bc shoto won't shut up about you to fuyumi or natsuo ー yes, he was eavesdropping

manages to catch you while on patrol

it was very awkward

manages to watch how you easily interact with kids

and how caring you are to shoto ー caring enough to make the boy smile

. . . why did his heart flutter??

𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

same with the female reader, the only chance he'd see you would be out on patrol or if it had something to do with shoto

i feel like for a male reader, endeavour would have to build up respect for you before feelings ever get involved

but when you got hit with a quirk that made your costume melt

. . .

he can get behind the gay agender

totally doesn't use his power to ask for you to work on cases with him

totally not

ahem

if your costume happens to have a boobbie window, he will be staring

𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃

𝐅𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

y'all

this man right here, closeted simp

hands down

does all the small things that make your teacher workload easier

like he would organise your desk, make sure you have pens, coffee/tea/energy drink at the ready etc

present mic brought this up

he lost his loud noise privileges

anyway

as i said he will do anything for

like a n y t h i n g

. . . a tad bit yandere if you ask me, guys

𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

definitely acts like a grumpy cat when you first meet

tends to be wearier of male pro heroes as they don't really have the best representation in the media and in his eyes

eyes you off whenever you're around

however

that broke when sneaked in the new kitten you got into work and let's just say aizawa is very interested

𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐌𝐈𝐂

𝐅𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

bashful, blushy and stumbling mess

may or may not have accidentally activated his quirk when he's around you

god, is just like when first got it

folds like an omelette when you smile or call him ❛honey❜

well, it could be any pet name, but that one just

*internal screaming ensues*

𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

man is open to anything

look me in the eye and tell me this man hasn't drabbled in the fruit salad

tries to act suave and confident, but folds like origami whenever you smirk at him

y'all he turns into a puddle when you give him any attention

like, even a crumb

laps that shit up

𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓

𝐅𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

yum yum

loves a strong, independent woman

thighs thighs thighs

wants them to be wrapped around her head

earmuffs forever

very vocal about you just destroying her life

and stepping on her

very big fan

𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

yum yum part two: the electric boogaloo

sure, she's got all might's and vlad king's muscles to look at, but yours??

dear GOD

she just wants to

*chomp*

also

when his dick slaps when he walks, i shall listen when he talks™

epitome of that^^

ceo actually

𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐊𝐒

𝐅𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

down bad horrendously

mummy issues who??

now, considering how he grew up, has zero ideas of how to woo you besides using his natural bird instincts

which is very cute

especially if you're taller than him and he tries to make himself look bigger by puffing up his wings

swoons and almost cries when you show him gentle affection

that was a surprise and a half

𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

down bad horrendously part two: the electric boogaloo

daddy issues who??

typically does the whole bromance thing that board line has everyone assuming you two are actually dating

he may have friend zoned himself for that in the beginning and does the arthur fist whenever he remembers that time in his life

has one of his feathers following you when you're on patrol just to make sure you're safe

even tho you kick ass and will most likely be fine

𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐊𝐎

𝐅𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

fruit salad 🎵 yummy yummy 🎵 [ iyk where that's from, i love you ❤️ ]

flirting is 100% on

maximum rizz game

mirko is going make it known you're a tall of water and she's thirsty

will 100% be staring at your tiddies and thighs

also very much keeping her hands on you whenever she can

𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

legit

looked you up and down, and said ❛aight❜

she can get behind it, but don't expect her to be a shy blushing mess

will be coming in strong and she will be jazzed you return the same energy

lowkey digs the height difference *cough cough size kink cough cough*

#💌 some beans requests !!#bnha #mha #my hero academia #my hero academy x reader #mha hawks #mha endeavour #all might #eraserhead #present mic #mirko #mha midnight

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mafejaramillo · 9 months

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karol g. she/her. female. › spotted at the met steps , maria-fernanda jaramillo , most likely listening to TQG by karol g with their airpods pro . the twenty-eight year old gained quite a reputation , known to be -selfish yet loyal to anyone who knows them . you'll easily spot them when you hear about cherry blossom hair, the smell of chanel chance eau tendre , the diamond choker wrapped around her neck and tatted up thighs , followed by blossom by dior . latest nepoupdates article talks about the obvious scandal of mafe leaving her fiancee at the alter , but i guess any reputation is good reputation .

tw : mafia/murder/homicide/abandonment/family loss/ crime

maria fernanda " mafe " jaramillo was born on devils night ( or at least that's what her grandmother used to say ) , born two minutes earlier than her twin brother at 3:00 am on october 31st, in medellin colombia. she was the first girl out of five boys , everyone who laid eyes on her enamored with the prized jewel of the jaramillo family. her life was anything but normal , being much more privileged than most of the people that she encountered , at a young age she didn't know much about , what it meant to be a jaramillo. she was aware that her family was well respected , never having to wait for anything , being fed from a gold spoon ( literally ) and having anything that her heart desired.when camilo was born , it was like she had her own personal little doll to play with. she adored him , with every being in her soul, protected him from her fathers righteous ways and her older brothers bullying , at the youngest jaramillo. she never thought that she could love someone as much as her little brother but as the grew older , she realized that having the last name jaramillo , wasn't all it was cracked out to be. though as she got older, she learned what would happen if anyone disrespected , anyone with the last name jaramillo, DEATH was the only revenge.

she was about twelve , when her eldest brother and her twin decided to go to business . she was in charge of making sure that everything was ready for their return, though what she didn't expect was to only welcome one brother back , the other one was gone : killed by the mexican cartels orders. since that moment everything changed , her mother decided that she didn't want the same life for her younger kids , especially not for camilo. pepa and herself , already had a taste and even though , she could level with it , violence was pepa's own vice : something that he could not quite quit . so that was it , their life in colombia had ended and miami it was. her father had some connections down here, people who still valued and idolized their family name , as crazy as it sounded.

music helped her deal with her life , it helped her sort of go to a world where their was an escape. where her life seemed just a very bad nightmare. miami was ideal but it wasn't colombia. she missed the food , she missed the people . god , she missed her ocean. on her fifteenth birthday , her mother wanted to do this big party for her. everyone who was someone , was going to show up. they were out looking through some ideas on what she wanted but nothing seemed to stick out to her , so they had one last party planner to meet with. as they were making their way to the car , mafe had forgotten her phone and decided to go back for it. it all happened in a split second , the loud BOOM echoed around her , smoke filling up her hues , the sharp noise that echoed in her ears seemed to distract her from looking for her mother. it wasn't until she looked for her that she saw the car up in flames. by the time she wanted to run and check on her mother, people were holding her back and the rest was simply a blur.

a lot of things changed for the whole family, sunday dinners had become meetings and there wasn't much life in the household. pepa and mafe decided to try their luck in the city of dreams and luckily enough , both of them were known for something more than just the cartel family. their faces changed peoples perspective of them , the twins were doing what they did best and that was putting on a show , a damn good one at that. it wasn't long til mafe met someone , this one took her for a loop. she thought that love could save her, and after just a few months they decided to marry. she thought this could save her, this could heal her but as the day came, she ran ----- she ran and never looked back. leaving the man that could have loved her, could have given her a good life but deep down she didn't need anyone to take care of her , she would do that all by herself.

#nepofm.intro #tw: cartel #tw: mafia #tw: murder #tw: drugs #THIS IS MY UNHINGED BABY DOLL .... ENJOY HER

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darklight-owl · 10 months

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okay im here wit da ocs. anyway so i made 2!!! the first one is a chinese girl named xiaona (小娜) in hanzi, i believe (dont quote me on that). her design came to me in a dream, actually. i dreamed that there was a girl who was pretty as all get-out but she didn’t speak. like,, at all. just silent. she was very kind-hearted, though, and she gave everything her all. she had a lot of chronic diseases tho in her adult life (mostly ones that affected her muscles and stuff like that), but even tho, she powered thru. anyway, she’s a teenager right now (14-17 prolly). i also made for her to be a friend (maybe love interest? maybe?) for the second oc, but mostlt just a friend. i made her so dat she was born in japan to a chinese father and japanese mother, then she left to america with her family for undecided reasons when she was about nine. she was already taking care of her younger siblings by that time, though. she’s very motherly and caring, she just seems rude at first because she’s blunt and she doesn’t speak you know??? anyway. doesn’t she give off the same vibes as shoko komi. nah she’s not like that. anyway below is a picrew i made of her (creds to nellseto)

bbg wit da bridge piercing 😩🙏🏼. anyway. ((she has at least eleven eyeliners. actually she only wears eye makeup and lipgloss. anyway.)) i think she’s my first female oc i’ve made that’s actually in the average height range, considering where she’s from and all that! all my other female ocs have been at least 2.5 inches below the average height for their ages and ethnicities. anyway.... more about her later i just forget 💀.

SECOND OC!!!

so the second oc is this belarusian kid named aliyaksandr/aleksandr/Аляксандр. it’s complicated lmao. i usually refer to him as aliyaksandr or sasha/sanya. THERE!! this man has too many damn names. anyway, he’s in his teenaged years just like xiaona, he’s actually good friends with xiaona, they spend a lot of time together actually. they’re both pretty popular, but xiaona is more only popular bc she’s associated with aliyaksandr, yk? anyway. both his parents are from belarus. his mother works as a math teacher at the same school that sasha attends and his father works as a carpenter. they moved from belarus to america like only a few months before aliyaksandr enrolled in american school as the school year started up and all that, so all this is kinda new to him yk!! xiaona helps him out doe cuz they’re sort of in the same boat. anyway heres a picrew of the beautiful sasha himself!

i’m kinda down bad for him tbh. other details about his appearance... he’s tall, he has braces, and he wears lots of monochrome, greyscale clothes. man is basic. he has straight hair but it gets frizzy (it’s a little bit s t r a n g e </3.) anyway. he also has an unnamed older brother but i dont have much lore for him yet lolz. anyway here ya go bbg! my new ocs!

awww i love emm!

Especially Xiaona, there's not much representation of nonverbal or mute characters. I wish they be blessed with happiness forever <3

#mutuals #mutual ocs #mutual's oc #mutual ask #sage / buffporcupine

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sinfvldelight · 1 year

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GIFTS & SURPRISES that Haziel loves

➨ T H I N G S

⦗ APPAREL ⦘ suits, blazers, jackets, sweaters, corset vests, dress shirts / tops, shoes / boots, scarves, ties, lingerie

⦗ ACCESSORIES ⦘ watches, rings, necklaces, collars, bracelets, brooches / pins, chain accessories

⦗ ELECTRONICS ⦘ phones, tv's, ipads, laptops, video game consoles, video games etc.

⦗ ART ⦘ paintings, drawings, sculptures ( especially done themselves ), colouring / sketch books, pencil crayons / markers / chalk / pastels / paint

⦗ FOOD / DRINK ⦘ he has a wine cellar / collection and loves trying all kinds of food

⦗ SWEETS ⦘ he loves sour candy ( sour patch kids are his fav ), chocolate, cookies, donuts, tarts, strudels, etc.

⦗ TOYS ⦘ stuffed animals / squishmallows, action figures, anything star wars, anything superhero ( dc / marvel ), disney toys

➨ P L A C E S

movies, stage plays, concerts, some musicals, symphonies, museums, art galleries, restaurants, buffets, comedy shows, dinner shows, dance clubs, ballroom dancing, picnics, parks, gardens, beaches, water parks

romantic getaways / traveling

AMUSEMENT PARKS

MEDIEVAL TIMES

GIFTS / SURPRISES that Haziel dislikes

⦗ VEHICLES ⦘ Haziel knows how to drive, but he doesn't like to

⦗ FEMALE APPAREL ⦘ he is androgynous but not a crossdresser no skirts or dresses, but he does love lingerie

⦗ OPERA ⦘ he loves classical music and symphonies, but not opera

⦗ SPORTS GAMES ⦘ he is not the sporty athletic type

#( haziel )#( headcanon — haziel )#( likes — haziel )

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christiandomme · 3 years

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And another thing!

The thing about the “you’ve finally shown me that I am not enough” that really gets me?? Is that I am waiting for it?! How many years am I friends with you? How many I love yous? How many things do we overcome together? How many sincere shows of connection? And I am still waiting for every single person in my life to inform me that they have finally realized that I am too much or too little.

I am loved! I am respected! I have dozens of healthy relationships with tons of affirmation!

And I still constantly wait with baited breath for when we reach the limit.

And what really galls me, is the freaking relief that I feel when someone chooses not-me. ‘Ah yes, you were correct. You are grieving because you have lost a connection but doesn’t it feel so nice that they told you a hurtful thing or stopped communicating after all? You don’t have to wait for the shoe to drop any longer. End of a relationship after seven years? You’re sobbing but at least you don’t have to wonder when you won’t be enough to keep them anymore! You’ve arrived!” Like, I hate that feeling but also the sigh of release of loosing the thing I was so convinced I could never keep is... a whole wheelbarrow of complex.

#you get to hear all my feelings today #they are spilling out #making posts in between work projects as an emotional release valve #anxiety who is she?#I have a secure attachment to my parents! I have decent relationships with my siblings! I have no spiritual truama!#I have decent self confidence in my body and my brain!#I cognitively know I am a sum good in people's lives #and yet I am moving through life just ALWAYS WONDERING WHEN THEY WILL BE DONE WITH ME #I did not sign up for this #and yes I know imposter syndrome is a thing #especially with female g&t kids #but yowza #emotional wellness #oh and there is a whole essay to be written about how this insects with how I do D/s #d/s and mental health #(and yes I am also aware that imposter syndrome is an even bigger thing with POC esp WOC)

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xxsabitoxx · 2 years

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Shinobu’s NSFW A-Z

Warnings: contains smut!

A/N: In honor of Shinobu’s birthday, y’all are getting a second post todayyyyyyy — once again, prompts are from @ fairy-tail-babes

A = Aftercare

She’s so sweet. I’m talking like massaging you, running a bath for the two of you. Just cuddling in general. She’s so damn sweet

B = Body part

On her: she likes her ass and hips

On you: she loves your chest and stomach

C = Cum

She isn’t a huge fan of messy sex so if her partner is male she would rather them come inside or at least somewhere on her that’s easy clean up

With women loves trying to make them squ!rt lol — she herself isn’t much of a squ!rter tho

D = Dirty Secret

The main reason she doesn’t like degradation is because it will actually make her cry

E = Experience

Honestly she had no time to even experiment before meeting you, so her experience is practically none

F = Favourite Position

Scissoring is a personal favorite when she has female partners

When she is with male partners she prefers cowgirl cause it gives her more control

G = Goofy

She’s pretty serious during sex, maybe making a few snarky comments here and there

H = Hair

I think she’s usually clean shaven / waxed down there but only when she has time

Normally she has a bit of hair but she doesn’t let it get like super grown out

I = Intimacy

I think she’s fairly romantic during sex, but she’s also like…horny. So sometimes she’s not super romantic

J = Jack Off

Similar to her experience, she has so much to do that she really doesn’t get the time to do things like that

Usually if she has a night to herself and you aren’t present she may

K = Kink

Degrading (giving)

Master / slave

Bondage

Begging

L = Location

Anywhere so long as you don’t get caught. There are alway wandering eyes at the butterfly estate

M = Motivation

You. You are literally her motivation

Nearly everything you do low key turns her on

N = NO

Absolutely no age play. It freaks her out especially since she’s a big sister. It turns her off

Also, no face fucking if you are a Dude. Low key makes her mad

O = Oral

Receiving and she’s a bit greedy about it

She likes to give oral as well, but she likes to use it as a reward

P = Pace

She’s putting 110% effort into everything she does

She’s usually going a moderate pace that is a bit hard

Q = Quickie

Always down for a quickie. She’s a busy lady after all

R = Risk

She is okay with the risk as long as no kids are around. She’d die if Kanao or one of the little butterfly babies caught her

S = Stamina

Oh she can keep going until you are done. She could totally go all night if you wanted

T = Toy

Modern universe real quick lol. She loves toys, she finds sex a little boring if they aren’t added in

Canon universe tho, she’ll find ways to incorporate toys. Anything is one…if you try hard enough

U = Unfair

Oh she is totally greedy during sex, she loves to hear you beg

V = Volume

Fairly loud. Definitely doesn’t try to hold back any moans when she knows people can’t hear her

W = Wild Card

She wants you to literally abuse her breasts, she’s a fan of breast play / torture

X = X-Ray

Why is it so easy to describe a dick but low key awkward to describe a puthy. Like the adjectives are questionable lmaooo

I think she has a puffy (?) labia majora, you can’t see anything else unless you spread her apart

Forgive me for being awkward y’all.

Y = Yearning

She has a high sex drive but she is able to manage / ignore it when she’s busy

Z = Zzz

She usually goes to do some work or research after

Or she’ll spend time with you until you fall asleep

#kny #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer imagines #demon slayer fanfic #demon slayer fluff #demon slayer smut #hashira #demon slayer headcanons #kocho shinobu #shinobu kochou #shinobu x y/n #shinobu x you #shinobu x reader #Shinobu smut

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giowritess · 3 years

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dangerous games [javier peña]

masterlist. | javier peña

p a i r i n g | javier peña x female!reader

p l o t | being the ambassador’s daughter, flirting with agent peña has always been harmless and fun. but suddenly, it’s not so harmless anymore.

w o r d - c o u n t | 4,939

w a r n i n g s | NSFW, age gap (twenty years or something, but consensual), unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it kids), dom!sub vibes, swearing, alcohol, choking, language, bit of degradation, cry kink? etc. you’ve been warned.

a u t h o r ’ s n o t e | ITS FINALLY HERE!!!! guys i'm so sorry this took so long, adult life doesn't give a shit if you're dying to write pedro pascal smut lol anyway, i had a lot of fun writing this and it's by far the longest thing i've ever written. i'm *also* thinking about a sequel if you'd be interested. let me know. this was beta'd by @amysteryspot also known as the love of my life. enjoy!

p l a y l i s t | click here

You used to hate days like these. Hot, sticky and windless. But somehow, after moving to Colombia, you were slowly starting to enjoy them.

Any girl your age would never trade the US for Colombia. You did have a choice: your dad wasn’t going to force you to come along, but you saw it as an adventure, so here you were. With your father being the American ambassador, your chances for adventure were cut out, and it didn’t take you long to figure it out. He allowed you some freedom—you had your own apartment, but there were bodyguards with you twenty-four hours, seven days a week.

Somehow, after being disappointed and pissed your first few weeks there, you managed to start enjoying Colombia more than you expected. Life was entirely different than you were used to, so that turned out to be an adventure in itself.

You managed to continue your studies, so that basically took all your time. When you weren’t in class, you were either at home or visiting the Embassy, where you liked to spend your free time. Like now. You were trying to get your father to eat healthier, so you often brought him lunch, especially since he never left his office. Married to the job, he always said.

It was only 1 p.m., but one of your professors had already managed to ruin your entire day after saying your Spanish sucked because “girls are naturally dumb”. So, you were hoping seeing your dad would make your day a bit less awful.

And it did. But it definitely wasn’t because of your dad.

His door was closed when you got there, so you knocked softly and waited until he said to come in.

“I hope you haven’t eaten yet, ‘cause I made you a very special lunch,” you said as you opened the door.

Two heads looked at you, but you hadn’t yet paid attention to the other person in the room.

“Darling!” Your father replied, getting up and hugging you. “I was just about to.”

You dropped the small bowl on his desk and finally turned.

“Agent Peña, let me introduce you to my daughter.”

Your mouth stood agape for a moment while you stared at those eyes, suddenly feeling over conscious about yourself and feeling as a tiny sheep being watched by a wolf. Somehow, you managed to shake his hand and blurt out a “pleasure to meet you”. You didn’t know how, though, because your body simply glitched while staring at the most handsome man you’d ever seen, and you tried your best not to look too dumbfounded.

“Pleasure’s all mine.”

With his deep voice full of a sexy accent, you snapped back to reality, your eyes never leaving his. Sometimes wandering to his lips, but always coming back to his eyes.

You thought this was the first time you met Javier Peña, but you were wrong. Later that same night, while you were laying on your back and staring at the ceiling, you suddenly realized you’d seen his face before, and it was far from the Embassy.

The memory was still clear as day. It was on one of the rare occasions your father authorized you to go out, so you went to a local bar not far from your apartment. Of course, your bodyguards disguised themselves and you had to be home by eleven—those were your father’s terms. You knew it was for your own safety, but it still was a hell of a bummer. Especially when you had just noticed the handsome stranger sitting alone in the back, a pair of yellow aviators hanging from the open buttons of his shirt while he sipped his beer, fatigue creeping over his beautiful features.

You had seen beautiful men, yeah; but he was on a whole new level of beauty that you couldn’t even try to describe. You caught his eyes once, then twice. That was when he sent you a drink and, for the next week, you couldn’t stop wondering what could have happened if you didn’t have to leave in such a Cinderella style, just a lot less glamorous.

Things were quite different now. You knew his name and who he was. After that, you started visiting the Embassy more frequently—the official reason? To see your father, of course, but you knew deep down it was because of Javi. There was no use denying the obvious: you had a huge crush on him. A man who was twenty years your senior and who worked for your father, but you couldn't care less. Besides, it was entirely one-sided: Javier would never look at you like that. Now that he knew who you were, you were probably nothing less than a silly girl to him.

However, you started to notice the way he looked at you. How his eyes took a moment longer than needed on your cleavage, or how his pupils swelled whenever you wore tight skirts. How nervous he seemed when you were just a bit too close to him.

Then, what started as a harmless crush took a twist and became full-on flirting—sometimes teasing too. Well, you knew it wasn't going anywhere. How could it? Only in your dreams, or late at night when you would touch yourself at the thought of him, and all the unholy things he could do to you. But it was still fun to flirt with him, tease him, rile him up with your short skirts, red lips and tight shirts. Swaying your hips when you knew he would be looking, slowly sucking a lollipop while staring at him. Of course, never in front of your father—in front of your father, you were still his baby girl.

There was one day, however, that was quite… different. It was a quiet day in the office, with only a few agents working. Javi was one of them.

"You just missed him," he said when he saw you leaning on his door, still focused on the paper he was writing.

"Actually, I'm here for you," you said, making his eyes shoot up to you. "Are you busy?"

He threw his hands behind his head, a glint of curiosity in his chocolate eyes.

"Never for you, princesa," he replied with his traditional smirk, and you tried to seem unaffected.

"Great," you said, proceeding to sit on his desk, your skirt hiking up involuntarily. "I'm doing a research for school and I'd like to interview you. It's about how Pablo Escobar affects different people's lives."

You knew his eyes were darting to the red lace of your bra, visible under your white shirt.

"Okay," he replied.

You got off of his desk and threw yourself on the comfortable brown leather couch in front of it, fishing the notepad and pencil from your bag. Usually, you were never this alone with him, and that made you a little bit nervous, but you did your best to shake off the feeling and go back to your usual sassy, teasing self.

The first questions were basic—name, birthdate, occupation, how Pablo Escobar had affected his life and why. You scribbled his replies on the paper, making the pencil and the ceiling fan the only sounds in the room. It could easily be one of the hottest days ever, and the fan wasn't being too effective, sweat making your hair stick to your forehead. You could feel his eyes following every move you made, as you put the pencil between your red lips to tie your hair in a bun and then opened one more button of your shirt. You caught his eyes for a moment—there was something thick in the air, and it wasn't just the hot weather.

"On a scale from one to ten, how stressed would you say you feel?"

"Easy. Ten," Javier replied blatantly.

Without looking at him, you crossed your legs so you could put the notepad on top of them to make it easier to write. But you knew this would make your skirt hike up and from this position he could, probably—most certainly—, see your matching panties.

You saw the exact moment he noticed, because he shifted in his seat and stared blankly for a moment before clearing his throat.

The expression on your face never changed, as if you hadn't done absolutely anything.

"And what do you do to deal with the stress?" you asked, naturally, and placed the pencil between your lips again.

"Alcohol. Cigarettes," he replied. "Sex."

Your eyes met at his last word, the pencil still hanging in your half-opened mouth. One second passed, then another, and your eyes never left each other's, the atmosphere between you getting heavier by the second, only the ticking clock on the wall and the ceiling fan being heard. And only God knows what could have happened if the telephone hadn't rang. Probably something you both would regret.

"Agent Peña," he answered the phone, but his eyes were still on yours. "Yep. Will be there in a second," he said before hanging it up and clearing his throat. "Do you need anything else?"

You did. To be thrown against the wall and fucked hard by him, to be left without being able to walk the next day, but you kept those thoughts to yourself.

"Nope," you replied, "I'll let you know if I need anything else."

He nodded. The tension between you was becoming unbearable, you both could feel it. So he grabbed his gun and jacket and left, leaving you with a strange feeling deep down your gut.

After that, it suddenly seemed as if he was doing his best to avoid you. Every time you saw each other, he quickly disappeared, making you feel confused and disappointed. That was when you realized you were too invested in this, whatever "this" was. What you did know was that this wasn't just harmless flirting anymore, and you were going to get yourself hurt soon even without meaning to. So you tried your best to push Javi to the back of your mind, tried your best not to think about him.

Whenever you went to the Embassy, either to bring food to your father or just to spend time with him, you forced yourself not to look at him, forced yourself not to look for him. You even tried dating and going out with people your age. But pushing him away from your mind was a lot harder than you expected, and you felt so stupid for being so affected by nothing more than a stupid crush. It was even harder to stop thinking about him when guys your age were terribly bad at sex, and the only way you could come was when you thought about him. Needless to say, you were tired of giving yourself orgasms.

Surprise wasn’t the right word when he showed up at your door on a rainy night, the same aviators hanging from his shirt.

“Agent Peña,” you said. Javi was long forgotten in your vocabulary.

"Hola, princesa."

"How can I help you?" you asked, trying to act naturally.

He chuckled.

"Yeah, I suppose your dad didn't tell ya. I'm your babysitter for the night," he replied, and you stared at him in confusion. “Can I come in?”

You gave him room to enter, closing the door behind him.

“Care to elaborate?” You asked, raising your eyebrows at him.

He sighed.

“I can’t say much. There’s something big going on and your father needed me here,” he replied, seeming more irritated as the words left his lips.

“If it’s big, why aren’t you there?” You asked, certain this was why he seemed so pissed.

You crossed your arms over your chest and his eyes followed your moviment, and it was only then that you realized you were wearing nothing more than your black satin robe tied around your waist and panties.

How appropriate. Ironic would be a better word.

You cleared your throat and his eyes went back to yours.

“Because I fucked things up, so I have to be your fucking babysitter.”

You laughed right in his face. The look in his eyes was almost threatening, but you didn’t back away.

“So this is your punishment, isn’t it?” You asked, almost in a mocking tone. “Well. Okay. Feel at home, I guess.”

Definitely appropriate. Hell yes, you were pissed at him, and the fact that he had to spend time with you considering how hard he was avoiding you lately because of a mistake he made was like opening a Christmas present you didn’t expect to get.

You could see he was absolutely fuming, but you ignored him. You went back to doing what you were doing when he knocked, reading a book and taking notes. The soft sounds from the radio and the pouring rain outside became the only sounds between you two, and you watched through the corner of your eyes while he took his jacket off and rolled up his sleeves before settling himself on your couch, stretching his arms.

You could hear his breathing, and from time to time you caught him staring at you. Well, only because you were staring at him too. When he wasn’t looking, you couldn’t help but get lost in the rise and fall of his chest, the open buttons of his shirt showing a trail of dark hair.

Every time you caught his eyes, you suddenly felt as if you couldn’t breathe. It almost seemed as if all oxygen had been sucked out of the apartment, and the only thing that there was left was Javier Peña. But something in the way he was shifting in his seat made it seem you weren’t the only one feeling this way.

He cleared his throat.

“Anything to drink?”

“Beer?”

Javier nodded.

As you got up and made your way to the kitchen, a new song started playing on the radio, and you chuckled when you recognized it. It was the same song that played that night, when he bought you a drink, and you couldn’t help but speak.

“You bought me a drink that night.”

He took a deep breath before replying.

“Before I knew you were my boss’ daughter.”

You stood in front of him and reached out the beer.

“And would that really make a difference?” You asked, staring deep down into his eyes.

A moment went by in silence, and then another, and you stood there still holding the beer.

When he finally spoke, looking in your eyes, there was a different, deeper tone in his hoarse voice.

“It’s a dangerous game, the one you’ve been playing.”

“But I’m not the only player, am I?”

You watched in silence as he took the beer from your hand and placed it on the floor. His eyes never left yours as his hands slowly cupped each of your thighs, bringing you closer until you finally fell into his lap.

His eyes never left yours. Taking all the time he could, Javier’s hands started to roam up your body. Going up your knees, your thighs, your waist. As he started to dive beneath your robe, you realized you were holding your breath, still not quite believing this was actually happening. Slowly, he finally untied your robe and dragged it down one arm after the other, until it fell to the floor.

As he stripped you, he also stripped you of all your mischievousness, all your courage, making you feel so small and bare under his piercing stare. His eyes finally left yours, wandering and admiring your body, lust and desire glistening in his stare. Suddenly, you didn’t feel so brave and bossy anymore, as you always used to be around him.

“God, you’re so fucking perfect,” he muttered, hands traveling your sides and spending some good time on your breasts.

You couldn’t help the breathy moan that left your lips as his hands kneaded on your hot flesh. But there was something bothering you, something that wasn’t right. You had gotten to know Javi, so you knew he was holding himself back. Holding himself from using all his strength, from being his real self.

“Javi,” you said, making him look up at you. “I’m not gonna break.”

You saw the moment he acknowledged what you meant when his pupils dilated.

He did surprise you when he grabbed a fistful of your hair and pulled you down to finally kiss you. Finally, after so long, after wanting and lusting over each other until it almost hurt. The kiss wasn’t sweet. It was harsh, hot and wild, but so passionate. So much different than you’d expected it to be, so much better.

You moaned as he tugged at your hair, the sharp string of pain being more arousing than you expected. You couldn’t even control your body anymore, he could bend and break you at his will and you would gladly comply, even say “thank you”. That was the effect he had on you, the effect no one else ever had.

Javi placed open-mouthed kisses on your neck, sucking and biting sometimes. You realized you had a weak spot when you curled your toes as he sucked the fragile skin. You rolled your hips on his lap, feeling the hard ridge of his cock, strained against his jeans. The grunt that came out of his lips only made you roll your hips again and again, feeling a bit… powerful knowing you were causing that.

You were quickly knocked out of the feeling as his hands harshly wrapped around your throat, making you come to a halt on your movements as your oxygen supply started to decrease. You looked at him with doe eyes as his thumb found your bottom lip and you made quick work to suck it in your mouth, lapping and swirling your tongue around it.

“Fuck,” he grunted as he watched you, imagining if it was his cock in between your lips, feeling your hot, wet tongue envolving it.

The way he reacted only made you suck harder, and you knew it was getting more difficult for him to control himself. You could feel your panties sticking to your slit, flooded by your desire for him. And he’d barely touched you.

His rough hands left your neck to grab your thighs, sinking his fingers to the hot flesh. He got up from the couch and you wrapped your hands around his neck for support while his mouth found yours again. It was barely a kiss at all—it was a clash of tongue and teeth, both anxious to get more of each other—more to kiss, more to touch, more to explore.

“Bedroom,” he muttered in between kisses from your mouth to your neck.

“Left,” you replied, tugging at his hair and scrapping your nails against his neck.

In quick steps, you both were in your bedroom, only illuminated by the thin light that came from the lampposts below. The rain was still falling heavily outside.

If this was any other circumstance, you’d be terribly worried about your bedroom and what it looked like. Right now, you couldn’t care less.

Javier stole your breath as he dropped you onto the soft mattress and hovered above you for a moment, eyes linked with yours. Even when a lightning threw light to the entire room, his eyes remained on yours, almost as if entranced by a spell. And he wasn’t the only one. By a long moment you stood there, admiring each of his features, mesmerized. There, in that place, you couldn’t help but feel like a prey standing in front of its predator, about to be devoured. A chill went through your entire body as you thought of all the things he could and would do to you.

You were the one who finally broke the spell as you pulled him down by his neck for a kiss, letting your hands finally wander down his body. Now, you finally had some freedom to touch him, but you weren’t in control. He was, and you found yourself enjoying that far more than you should.

His mouth tasted like whisky and cigarettes, and that was so him. His mustache tickled and scraped your skin, but it was such a poetic contrast. As his tongue explored your mouth, you wondered what his mustache would feel in other places of your body.

You suddenly went numb when he grabbed you by your hair again, tugging at your skull making shivers go straight to your core. He took his sweet time at your neck, grazing his teeth against the skin, dragging his mustache through your pulse point.

Then, his mouth started to descend to your collarbone, doing the same path over and over. Kissing, sucking, biting, grazing... One hand still holding you by the hair, the other traveling up and down your thigh. Next, his lips attacked your breasts, earning a throaty moan from you.

“Javi…” you whispered, tugging at his shirt, his jeans.

The feeling of being practically bare in front of him, only one piece of clothing on your body, while he was still fully dressed was arousing, to say the least. It made you feel small, vulnerable, but it also made you feel his. Entirely at his mercy to play, bend and fiddle as he pleased.

He chuckled when he saw you writhing beneath him, pressing your thighs together in search of a release to the growing feeling in the pit of your stomach. But he wasn’t having any of that, pushing one of his knees in between your legs to keep them open.

“Impatient, princesa?” he mocked as his mouth went further down your body, this time kissing your stomach. “Well, I am going to torture you. Just like you’ve been torturing me with your little games, those red lips and those short skirts.”

Javier spoke slowly, each bit of his sentence after a certain amount of kisses. Well, his plan was working, no doubt. It was indeed torture the way his lips felt against your skin, the way it only made you want him even more. You never thought it was possible to want someone so much until you met him.

Unconsciously, you held your breath when his lips finally got to the band of your panties, anxious for his next move.

“I bet you’re already wet for me,” he muttered against your skin, his breath and the thick accent in his voice making you shiver with anticipation, “aren’t you, baby girl?”

All you could do was moan in return, his voice, his words and the pet name making you even wetter, if that was possible. Fuck, yes, you were. There was no way of denying it. You watched with lustful eyes as he expertly pulled your panties down your legs with his teeth, sending it flying somewhere across the room, and then spreading your legs open for him.

He didn’t even leave you any time to think before attacking your cunt mercilessly with his mouth. You gasped and arched your back off the bed with the shock, air leaving your lungs and your eyes closing shut as his tongue swirled your small bundle of nerves. You hadn’t even come yet, but you were already sensitive just from his teasing alone. The feeling of his mustache was new. The way it prickled your sensitive skin only added to your desire.

“Javi, fuck,” you muttered, grabing the sheets with all your strength.

Somehow, you could feel the grin in his lips.

Holding your thighs with his hands, you liked the painful way his fingers dug into your flesh. They dug in harder as his tongue started to speed up its actions, and all that left your lips were a chant of “fuck, fuck, fuck” and also “Javi, Javi, Javi” as the coil inside you finally snapped and you exploded into a world of bliss. But even after that, his skillful mouth never stopped its ministrations, working you throughout your orgasm.

“Javi, please,” you whined, using whatever strength you had to escape from his grip. Of course, it was pointless. His grip on you was like steel.

God, it felt so good, but at the same time it was too much, too high, a burning sensation taking over your entire body, making you feel as if you were being melted from the inside out and then put together all over again.

“Please what, princesa?” he said, steadily holding you in place as you squirmed under him. “Can’t take it anymore, can you?”

You could feel the mocking in his voice, palpable like flesh.

“Please,” you whimpered again, but you didn’t know exactly what you were asking for.

Or maybe you did.

“Tell me what you need, baby girl,” he commanded you, in a deep voice and an authoritative tone that could’ve made you come alone all over again.

“Your cock.”

Javier chuckled and finally let go of your abused cunt, the marks of his fingers on your thighs definitely bound to be purple the next few days. But you didn’t care. It’d be a small reminder that this wasn’t just a dream. A hot, steamy and wild dream.

You watched him through your half-open lids, mesmerized by the sight of that man, his lips and mustache slick with your juices, small beads of sweat prickling on his skin. Goosebumps crawled under your skin as you saw him lick his lips while staring into your eyes, and your arousal only grew more, if that was possible. You could never not be aroused by this man.

Propping yourself on your elbows, you watched as he made a show of taking his clothes off, piece by piece. Unbuckling his belt, pushing it out of the loopholes. Pushing his shirt out of his jeans and taking an eternity to unbutton it. You felt your mouth water as the shirt finally fell off his arms, your eyes focused on his hairy chest. Your attention quickly darted when his jeans finally fell to the floor and all you could focus on was his cock, standing proudly against his abdomen, so perfectly sculpted. Definitely bigger than you’d expected.

You met him halfway as he kneeled in the bed, wrapping your hands around his neck and kissing him hard, tasting yourself on his tongue. Diving your hand down, he growled and cursed as you enveloped his cock in your hand, bobbing it up and down, the pre-cum making it a lot easier. Untangling himself from you, he pushed you so your back met the bed and towered over you.

“Eyes on me, baby girl,” he commanded and you complied.

All air left your lungs when he finally entered you, aided by the pool between your legs, sheathing himself in your hot, tight walls to the hilt. The stretching burned, but it was so good. He didn’t give you much time to adjust, setting a relentless, almost cruel pace.

“Fu… fuck,” you muttered.

You couldn’t think. You couldn’t form a cohesive sentence, because Javier Peña and his cock had short-circuited your brain and the only words you knew were “fuck” and “Javi”. Your moans and cries of his name were the song of angels to him.

“God, look at you,” he growled, one of his hands finding its way to your throat. “You look so fucking good strecthed out by my cock.”

His fingers made their way to your mouth, forcing you to suck on them as his other hand grabbed your right thigh to wrap it around his waist.

“Fuck,” he grunted.

Your moans were muffled by his fingers. The sensations inside you were too much, they were starting to become unbearable, and you couldn’t help the small tears that left your eyes as he fucked you hard.

“Oh, is that too much, princesa?” he mocked, but made no efforts to slow down or ease up on you. “That’s how you wanted, wasn’t it? For me to fuck you hard and rough.”

“Yes, yes, yes,” you replied as his fingers left your mouth to rest on your neck, but not pressing. “Choke me, Javi.”

You didn’t imagine the effect those words would have on him, his eyes becoming darker. He complied with your wish and started to put pressure on your skin, and as he started to choke you harder and cut your air supply, the more heightened every sensation became.

“Come for me, baby girl.”

His command was exactly what you didn’t know you needed, and you came with a shout of his name. Your second orgasm of the night washed over you like waves, one after the other, seeming endless as white pleasure and bliss installed themselves on you, making you feel on cloud nine. As if you were high on a drug called Javier Peña.

Only a moment later he came inside you with a grunt, painting your walls with his cum. His hands softly left your neck and he fell to the mattress next to you, both panting, your chests heaving in search of all the air you’d lost. As your breathing slowed down and the orgasm cloud started to dissipate, you finally managed to pay attention to the rain, still strong and relentless outside.

“Javi?” You called, your voice almost shy.

“Yeah?”

“Don’t leave yet.”

“I won’t,” he replied and snuggled you in closer.

And that was how you fell asleep, with the rain outside and Javi’s breathing next to you, resting your head on his chest. You didn’t know what the future had in store for you two, but right now this was more than enough.

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About moderating and banning content on AO3!

Okay so! I haven’t had the spoons to do this for a while but I cracked and ranted about it on twitter which is... not... conducive to long rants, so!

This is a h u g e discussion part of the l o n g history that led to the creation of AO3, which older, more informed, and more articulate people have talked about at length and can be found around if you look (I reblog some of it in my AO3 and fandom history tags for the curious). So I won’t go into that here, nor into the practical reasons why it’s not even possible to put that system in place anyway.

Arbitrarily, or the purpose of this post, because it’s the biggest topic I’ve seen brought up lately, I’ll be talking about fic depicting underage characters in se*ual situations, but honestly I could hold the exact same conversation on literally any controversial content.

This is about why you, specifically, if you are a content creator and especially if you are marginalised and especially if you are queer and especially especially if you are sensitive to fiction depicting certain things... do not, actually, want a banning system on AO3.

What? Of course we do. There’s a lot of p*do shit on AO3 and p*do shit is gross. No one should condone that, wtf? It would be easy to do — just periodically delete the entire Underage tag!

What will happen if that is done is that people will re-upload and continue to write it, they’ll just stop tagging and you will run into it with zero warning nor ability to filter it out. Again, this is not a theoretical — we know this is what happens. When I was a teen, adult content (all adult content) was not allowed on FF.NET; it was everywhere regardless, and without tags. The exact same thing happened on tumblr when adult content was banned as well. It’s not a matter of “staff not handling it well” — it just doesn’t work.

To keep safe the people who need to be able to exclude that tag, that tag needs to exist and be used.

Well, shucks. A reporting system then?

A reporting system would operate in one of two ways:

-an algorithm, which would delete a lot of stuff we wouldn’t want it to delete.

-humans, which is... the bigger problem.

An algorithm sounds great. We do want it to delete everything.

Okay. What about the daddy k*nk fics between consenting adult characters? What about the fics featuring characters that are children in the canon but are adults in the fic? What about the fics about teenagers exploring their se*uality together, written by adults about the experiences they remember having or wish they could have had? What about the thousands of SasuNaru and Drarry and other shounen and YA fics that will get written, by teens or by people who remember being teens? What about the se*ually explicit fic written by teens who are se*ually active in real life? What about the fics about CSA as trauma, about healing from it? What about the fics written by survivors of CSA to cope about their trauma? What about the fics that clearly show that it’s evil and traumatic? What about the super dark, harrowing, but beautiful and artistic that I’m glad I read even though it fucked me up for days? What about the ones that were really shitty but also horribly hot?

Well, some of these are still not okay, but maybe some might be. It depends on how it’s written. We’ll have humans moderating content and deciding, then.

Okay.

The thing is, I don’t know which of the things I just listed were okay for you to be depicted in fiction and which were too much. Odds are I don’t agree with you. Odds are if I asked 10 people randomly picked off the street, not everyone would agree.

Odds are, even if AO3 arbitrarily decided on which of those are allowed and which are not, you would not agree with their choice, and you would still be unhappy with the decision. (Or you would be happy, but your friends wouldn’t.)

Odds are, different AO3 content moderators might not agree on whether a given fic qualifies or not — is it artistic enough? Does it show enough that these actions are evil and wrong? Can the author prove they’re a teenager? Can the author prove they are a CSA victim? Can the author prove that this is to help them cope with their trauma? The author seem to be functioning alright, they mustn’t really be traumatised!

You know what I mean! There’s absolute, objectively gross shit out there that is not artistic and should not be published.

I agree that there’s vile stuff out there that makes me sick and that I think is very clearly just ped*philic trash. But there is no way to, 1) stop those from getting published anyway, 2) take those down and preserve the safety of everything else.

If we start forbidding some things, there’s two ways to go about it.

One single, clear, arbitrary rule — for instance, absolutely no adult content featuring characters under 18 (leaving aside the fact that this would not even work for the reason cited above). So we lose all the stuff from teenagers, all the coming of age stories about adolescence, all the stuff from CSA survivors; people who need to write it can’t publish it anymore, and people who need to read it can’t anymore either (and as a cool bonus, they’re told it’s wrong and made to feel bad about it). Depending on whether the rules applies to characters that are under 18 in the canon, we lose entire fandoms.

Or, subjective moderation by humans, according to what they estimate to be gross.

Let’s assume all moderators can agree on what’s gross or not.

If there is a system in place to ban some underage works because “gross shit”, then that means other gross stuff can be taken down on account of being gross and harmful.

Yeah! Gross stuff should be taken down! Come on, surely everyone agrees on what’s gross and harmful.

Ah.

But the problem is.

Here is a list of things I have seen — with my eyes seen — called harmful to be depicted in fiction:

Murder

Non-con

Inc*st

Cannibalism

Torture

Self-harm

Mental illness

Drugs

Racism

K*nk

Non-negotiated k*nk, but healthy k*nk is ok

Spanking k*nk

BDSM where the woman is a bottom, but woman top is ok

Healthy depictions of BDSM

Unhealthy depictions of BDSM

Queer people doing bad things

Abusive relationships

Rival/Enemies to lovers

Redemption stories

A happy relationship between a 17 yo and an 18 yo

A happy relationship between a 20 yo and a 60 yo

A happy relationship between a boss and their employee, or a college teacher and a student

A happy relationship between a 14 yo boy and an older teenage boy, because that’s reminiscent of older men preying on younger gay boys IRL

Se*ual content featuring a character whose age is unclear in canon and some people headcanon them as being underage, some as being a young adult

Loving, consensual fluff between characters that are evil villains, because it romanticises them and their actions

Dark content shipping female characters

Fluffy content shipping female characters, because it’s misogynistic to act like lesbians are only soft all the time

Consensual s*x featuring a canonically asexual character, because it implies that all aces can and should still have se*

Fics about the same canonically asexual character hating s*x, because that erases the experience of s*x-positive aces

Shipping a character who is perceived by some fans as queer-coded with a character of a different s*x

The tendency to ship a black character with white characters

Fluffy drunk s*x, because that’s not actually consensual

Sleep s*x, because that’s not actually consensual

Trans characters not experiencing dysphoria, because that idealises the trans experience

Consensual s*x between adults that are not married

LGBT+ content, because kids shouldn’t see that.

I guarantee you: you, I, and 10 random people plucked from the street will not agree on what, in that list, is and isn’t okay to publish and consume fiction of.

So why should your taste be the one followed? Why should it be the taste of mods you don’t know? Why should anyone get to dictate? What if the mods think your OTP is gross and your NOTP is fine?

This is the slippery slope argument.

Yes, it is the slippery slope argument. Because we know it happens. Because we’ve been there, because I’ve seen it happen myself twice already and I’m not even thirty. Because we know people do complain loudly about all of these things.

And because the second there is a banning system in place, assholes will use the system to abuse it and get stuff they just don’t like taken down using the “it is gross” argument, and one day you’ll wake up and the beautiful fic that helped you come to terms with your abuse/trauma/identity/orientation/k*nk for feet will be taken down and wonderful vulnerable creative people will have been harassed out of fandom because they argued with 1 person who didn’t like their foot k*nk fic that happened to also feature, for instance, a CSA trauma backstory.

Again: not exaggerating. Not theoretical. It happens, we know it happens, AO3 was created literally because it happens.

I still fucking hate that stuff.

That is completely fine and normal. No one likes everything. Me too! Most of the dark stuff is niche and the creators know only few people will like it the same way they do.

(For the record, I get grossed out and triggered by fics about an asexual character who does not like s*x having s*x with their partner to make them happy. Deep in my gut everything screams that that’s fucked up, terrifying and harmful, how can people write that. But I recognise that there are people who love and need that, and I leave those people and their content alone.

OTOH, I read a lot of otherwise dark shit and I enjoy it in the same way I enjoyed, say, Hannibal, in the same way some people enjoy true crime documentaries, horror movies or r*pe fantasy k*nk. It helps me explore stuff that I like to see in fiction, in a safe, controlled way. I’m also asexual, 90% s*x-repulsed IRL, and, obviously, I would never abuse a child. For that matter, I wouldn’t kill and eat people, either, nor would I do 90% of the tamer k*nky stuff I read.

Of course, Hannibal was fucked up and lots of people probably think Hannibal was gross and should not have been aired — but as exemplified by the fact that it was created, aired and watched, lots of people thought it was fine, interesting and even fun to watch.)

You can and should curate your experience and protect yourself. The AO3 website now allows you to exclude certain tags, and people have developed tools to help with that such as plugins that save your filters or hide fics that contain certain words.

But no, it isn’t going to, and it shouldn’t, get banned.

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MHA X READER (SFW G/T) CHAPTER 5: DYNAMITE?! MORE LIKE FIRECRACKER!!!

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Y/N- Age: 16, Hight: 5’7”, Gender: female, Quirk: Object shrinking (she can shrink any object, living or not. She can't control how much it shrinks, and using this ability makes her feel light headed and clouds her thinking), Affiliation: TLOV

AU- Villain Reader AU, fantasy fluff, (also slight spoiler warning, light references and comments made that hint at later big events in the manga, it's not super accurate and strict to it though, i did do my best regardless!!)

Relationship background: You and Bakugo know each other well. Being best friends in your childhood, feelings developed and neither of you were able to ignore them, nor address them, especially when you each took drastically different paths in the grand scheme of things. Back after middle school you and your family went missing when the LOV captured them to use as motivation to keep you working for them. Ever since he found out, you and Bakugo have become secret lovers as he tries to help you through your situation till you can escape this living nightmare.

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Bakugo choked out a hoarse cough through a wet rag he held to his mouth. He held it there to filter the smoke as he ran through the halls of the burning building.

He had been called on a rescue mission to help evacuate a crumbling apartment complex that had been set ablaze with blue flames. The complex was home to a pro hero who had recently gained valuable info on the League, making the horrible turn of events undoubtedly the work of the mentioned group of villains.

The teen hero had sacrificed his original exit from the building rescuing a small group of kids, meaning he had to find another suitable way out as he continued his search and rescue.

"I'm fine!! I'll find another way out!!!" Y/N called to the other side of the collapsed, charred wood and metal that separated her from Dabi, Shigaraki and Twice, her companions on the mission. "Be safe! Jump in the flames!!" Twice's voice called before Shigiraki piped in, "For your sake you had better meet back up with us; get caught or run to the heroes and your precious little parents won't see the light of day." He cautioned, clearly agitated that Y/N had been separated from them without trusted supervision.

Biting her lip, the young villainess turned on her heel toward the blazing building. The fire escape and main entrance were off limits being where heroes were most likely located, so she did her best to avoid both areas.

The stairs were on the other side of the burning barrier, so to meet back up with her group, the teen opted to jump down a floor where she'd be able to access the stairs from. With no other plan, and a slightly loopy mindset from overusing her quirk, Y/N began stomping on a weak patch of floorboards, trying to get them to fall through.

Sooner than she expected, the ground gave way and both she and the wooden planks dropped not one, but three levels, and onto something else below that let out a rather high pitched squawking sound. "THE HECK!?" A familiar male voice called out as she crashed atop it. Whatever she had dropped onto soon retaliated, shoving her off. "Wait what!?" The voice sounded once again.

Before Y/N could process what had just happened, or the sharp pain in her left foot, two hands gripped the sides of her face tenderly, shocking her out of her daze. It was then that she was finally able to piece together that she had fallen three stories and landed on Bakugou, and that he now had her face in his hands as he was rapidly scolding her. "What the heck do you think you're doing!?! You trying to get yourself killed, idiot!? What are you even doing here, huh?! If you're hurt, so help me-!!!!" He peppered her with questions as he checked her up and down for injuries. "I-" "Oi!! What's going on!?" The frantic hero-in-training shook her gently by the shoulders to finish bringing her to reality.

"Katsuki!!" Y/N cried, ignoring the persistent pain and finally coming-to, before gripping the collar of his shirt and pulling him into an eager kiss right where they knelt. Bakugo startled, but quickly melted into the affectionate gesture, cradling her face and the back of her head till they broke for air. "I'm so glad you're here!!! Please tell me everyone made it out of the building ok!!!" The teen immediately ignored her boyfriend's inquiries, showering him with her own.

"It's too early to tell, only a few major injuries so far though, I was about to head out! Speaking of which, you shouldn't be here!, you'll get caught; and you're parents-..." He didn't dare finish his sentence, but he knew full well he didn't have to. Y/N nodded, about to reply when she was interrupted.

"L/N LETS GO!" The voice of a certain All for one successor broke her train of thought. Wide eyed, the young girl wheeled to look at him as he stood in the stairway entrance at the other end of the hall, Dabi and Twice passing him to keep running downward. The villainess panicked and slapped the hero beside her in the face, shrinking him down before Shigaraki could see. "YUP COMING!!!" She frantically yelled back, scooping the bewildered little man up and shoving him into a pocket in her suit.

Bakugo was absolutely baffled, and it took him some time to try and piece together what had just happened. Let's see, he was next to Y/N when he heard Crusty McMusty's voice, then he got slapped in the face and everything suddenly got really weird. Then it clicked.

'She did not!!!-'

The miniaturized hero was enraged. Had she really just shrunken him down and stuffed him in her pocket!? She had a lot of explaining to do!!- Wait she did have pockets right? Come to think of it he never really recalled seeing any on her outfit, but then again it never really stood out to him. He wasn't up a sleeve right!? Or even worse-

Wait no, he remembered she had some pouches on her belt. They were a decent size, meaning he wasn't too small, because the fit was tight, and very uncomfortable.

Bakugo let out an internal sigh of relief, though the feeling didn't last long as he remembered that his girlfriend had still taken him for a ride with the League of Villains.

Y/N felt bad for having to snatch up her boyfriend without any warning, but she knew the consequences they'd both face if Tomura saw Bakugou. And those were chances she was not willing to take. She'd have to think of what to do later, for now she had to escape the building with her group before any other heroes found them.

The villainess moved to stand before it quickly proved a bad idea when her ankle gave way. "Ack!!-" She let out a pained gasp and crumpled back to the ground, doing her best to be careful of her precious cargo.

Shigaraki let out an exasperated sigh, "Dabi, would you please fetch L/N, it seems she can't stay in one piece for more than a day.." He croaked out, stopping the Todoroki in his tracks. He said nothing at first, just shaking his head as he jogged back up the stairs, Twice watching him briefly before taking off again. "I'd like it if for once she could either not break her bones or if I didn't have to pick up her slack." He grumbled quietly as he ran past his boss and toward the crippled girl down the unstable hall.

Arriving to her, he crouched down to scoop her up when she stopped him, "Wait!! Thats- uh- can't you just help me walk!?" She asked, him, the man shaking his head in response, "No, It'll take too long..." "Well uh, that's where it hurts the most!! could you pick me up on the other side??" She lied, trying to keep the man from pressing the pocket with Bakugou against his body, possibly crushing him. Dabi just stared at her for a solid five seconds before letting out a long, very agitated sigh. "Whatever." He groaned apathetically, getting back up to walk to her other side, and then scoop her up.

After he had her secure in his arms he began jogging back to the others who had already resumed their descent. They too then began the long climb down echoing concrete stairs as plumes of smoke rolled past them, the occasional sound of areas of the building collapsing thundering through the bare stairway. Once or twice Y/N would yelp and jerk as the tiny, infuriated hero would try to explode her hip, though luckily she was able to pass it off as weird pings of pain, Dabi paying it no mind.

Much to their great fortune, they were able to reach the bottom and back exit without run-ins with any heroes. As they exited, it appeared to be just barely in time as it was that almost half of what remained of the complex crumbled, plumes of debris and ash soaring upward in thick grey clouds. "Holy crud.." Y/N muttered under her breath. "Come on, it's time to go, we're leaving you behind!" Twice called through the airborne debris, the soft glinting glow of one of Kurigori's portals shimmering through the plumage.

"HEY!!! YOU!!! STOP RIGHT THERE!!!" The booming voice of someone behind them called out.

Dabi didn't need any further prompting as he took off, running and leaping for the portal. Holding the teen villainess tight, he dove through the waiting wormhole gate, barely escaping grasping tentacles of a supposed hero behind them. Landing in a roll, he tucked himself around Y/N before they came to an abrupt stop on the scratched wooden floors of their hideaway and temporary home. "Took you guys long enough, you're lucky they didn't leave you to the heroes..." Spinner huffed, "A welcome back would be nice..." Y/N groaned before it hit her that her little boyfriend was still in her pocket. "OH MY GOSH!!" She yelped, trying to stand before collapsing back onto Dabi, who let out a little "Oof". "Are you okay!? What's gotten you into a rush??" Toga inquired as she came over to her.

Toga was probably the closest thing Y/N had to a friend here in the LOV, she called her her blood sister, and was always there for the girl when she needed her.

"N-nothing, er- well, I guess I just remembered that I needed to take care of some stuff, but uh- I think my ankle is broken or something..." The young villainess croaked out through clenched teeth as she gripped her left foot, another sharp ping dashing up her limb.

Kurigori morphed back into his humanoid shape, walking over to the three on the floor. "Probably not broken, while you are very pain tolerant, you would be reacting much more, it'd be far more swollen as well..." He thought out loud, carefully inspecting her leg as she sat atop the poor man who was still stuck on the floor. "That's great and all but can I get up now??" Touya grumbled, glaring at Y/N. "Here, let's go to your room, maybe Kuri can help you out there." Togo offered, moving to aid Y/N to her feet. The two girls then limped back to the injured's room, Toga helping Y/N get settled into a bed whilst the living portal followed after them.

"Now let me see." Kurigori instructed, "Ok, just- please hurry- I- uh, would like to get some rest so I can get back in the field!" Y/N lied. "Well hopefully with enough of that and some good care you should be fully healed in no more than a week, though Shigaraki will probably have you up and about, regardless, within the next day or so. Either way, you should be able to heal fast so long as you take it easy." He commented, "It seems you only sprained your ankle, though it looks like a pretty bad sprain; how you came to be that lucky I haven't the faintest idea..." He finished, his wispy golden slits for eyes widening as he began wrapping the swollen foot in some compression bandages he had grabbed before following them.

"Toga, would you please fetch an ice pack?" The living portal requested whilst he finished up the wrap on Y/N's foot. Himiko nodded briskly, "Sure thing!! I'll be right back Y/N!!!" The vampire cheered, hurrying off to collect the desired item.

Meanwhile the poor, young villainess had to do her best to wait patiently while everyone tended to her, all the while fretting about the miniaturized hero that was still tucked away in her pocket. As far as she could tell, he had stopped squirming and retaliating, and it worried her; he wasn't one to give in so easily, and even if he understood the situation, it seemed that he'd find small ways to let her know that he was still there.

After what felt like eons, Y/N's leg was ready to begin healing itself, and Kurigori shooed Toga out of the room so the injured girl could rest. As soon as the door closed she wasted no time in fishing the little man out of her pocket. As she grasped blindly at the little body, she suddenly felt a mini mouth clamp down hard on her finger, causing her to jerk her hand out with a startled yelp, and with her hand came a very grouchy Katsuki still latched on like a piranha. "Ow, ow, ow, ow!! Dude stop biting me!!!" She squealed as quietly as she could, resisting the strong urge to briskly shake her hand to get him off, but clearly in pain. Bakugo obeyed, but not before opening his mouth back up to scold her. "The heck was that for huh!? You trying to get us figured out!?" He asked, stomping up and onto her stomach where he glared up at her.

"No! No! I panicked!! I didn't want Shigaraki to see you!!" She swiftly explained, holding her hands up as if she had been caught whilst still on the crime scene. "Yeah, well unshrink me!" The angry blonde demanded, stamping his foot once more on her stomach. "Wha- I can't!!! I'm in no shape to sneak you out, and you certainly can't just waltz out of here once you're normal sized!!!" Y/N blurted, trying to get the pint sized Pomeranian to calm down. Bakugo just let out an angry growl, plopping down on her chest dramatically. "Well then what now...."

"Well... are you alright....?" The girl asked, watching him glare at the ceiling. "Tch- yeah. You think I'm weak or something??" He responded curtly. "Come on Katsuki, don't be like that... I was only doing it to try and keep you safe..." The villainess coaxed gently, tenderly reaching a hand toward him. "Yeah, yeah, I know that. How long until your darn ankle works again?" "Umm Kuri said a week for a full recovery, but I'm assuming I'll have to be up and moving for missions by tomorrow or something." "Fine I guess."

Y/N watched him pout in silence for about another few seconds before she swiftly grabbed him by the leg, lifting him into the air. "Come on, if we're gonna be stuck together for a while, we might as well make the most of it!! Right?!" She giggled, silently enjoying the surprised expression on his face as he hung upside down. "Didn't you always say you wished we could have more time together!?" The girl teased, "I've missed you, and it's been a while since we've had the chance to really hang out!" She added. "Plus, I could use a little love right now..." She shyly whispered, making the bitty boy's heart flutter before she sat herself up in the bed. With tender care, Y/N brought her other hand up beneath the small hero sitting him upright and in a more secure and comfortable position. Bakugo was small enough that one hand could wrap almost entirely around his waist, making him roughly about one foot tall.

"I guess..." The tiny hero grumbled, "It would be nice to have some time... just the two of us." He admitted quietly, a faint grin creeping onto his features. "But would you set me down already?? You better fix me too, there is no way I'm staying this size!!" He declared. "Oh yes you are!! It makes you so much cuter!!" His giant girlfriend sang, hugging him close to her. "OH HECK NO!!! I'M NOT CUTE FOR ANYONE!!" He retaliated, trying his best to shove her away from him, though it reaped no rewards as she only clung to him tighter.

"Get off of me already!!" He shouted, still attempting to squirm away as she nuzzled her nose into his neck and back, her arms locking his body against her chest. "I'm not on you~" She hummed, feeling the soft, small pom-pom of his hair against her face. "Are you being serious right now!?" The blonde boiled with fury. "Just because you shrank me doesn't mean I'm any less strong, and it doesn't make me your toy!!" He threatened before pressing his hands into the girl's arms and generating a barrage of small explosions. "Pfft- Hey!! Ow!" She laughed, "The heck!? Does your dang shrinking reduce my quirk too!?" He growled looking at the two of his hands.

Y/N smirked, a devious glint taking to her eyes, "Oh what was that you said just earlier?~" She taunted, only furthering the teen boy's rage. "You better shut your dang face before I make you regret it, Idiot!!!" Bakugo threatened back, not willing to admit his defeat. "Awww, you're so cute when you're mad!!" She giggled, proceeding to press her soft lips against his small figure, peppering him with tender, giant kisses. "H-hey!!" The tiny startled, not expecting the sudden shower of affection. The villainess couldn't help but snicker at his flustered reactions. Typically he was so quick, sure, and decisive, but when it came to her, she had a knack for making him draw a blank.

"Alright, alright! I'm sorry, I've just missed you so much!!" Y/N admitted, finally loosening her grip on the infuriated and flustered little hero. "Tch- dang right you're sorry!" He scoffed angrily, climbing off her only to trip and face plant into the mattress beside her. Y/N did her best to stifle a little snicker. Bakugo just lay flat on the bed next to her, not reacting save a gravelly sigh. "Why are you so grumpy today? I thought you would have been happy to see me!!" The young girl inquired, a soft smile flattering her features.

Bakugo didn't answer for a moment or two before he sat up, turning to face her. "I- I'm sorry... I'm just worried about everything. Everyone else is going to freak out when they can't find me, thinking I'm dead or something being the idiots they are, and when I just show back up again, I don't know how I'm going to explain my absence..." He whispered, his girlfriend barely being able to hear him. "It's ok Katsuki, you're clever, I'm sure you'll be able to figure it out! For now though, I think you could use the down time..." She comforted him, "You work so hard, and you're so tense. Just let yourself relax for once, alright?" She coaxed gently as she carefully scooped him back up in her hands. Bakugo didn't reply with anything further than a grumble. "For me?" Y/N asked one last time, finally winning him over. "Alright... fine.." The ash-blonde huffed, his small hands gripping the tips of her fingers.

"You've always done so much for me over the time we've been together, now let me pay you back with a little something to help you with all the stress you've been through." The injured villainess stated. "Hah?" The miniaturized teen cocked a brow at her. "Here, lay on your stomach." She instructed, Bakugo obeying, draped himself awkwardly over her palms. And without further warning the gentle giantess began carefully pressing her thumbs into his back, slowly but surely working out any tension and knots. She could tell it was working by the way he went completely limp, small, audible pops coming from his back as she straightened out his spine. "Feel better?" Y/N giggled, still working her thumbs across the little man's back. Bakugo gave no audible answer, only stretching himself out more and more like a cat as he felt his muscles loosen up.

Bakugo could have easily sat there forever, but much to his disappointment, the wonderful sensation soon came to an end. "Oi! Why'd you stop??" The boy grumbled, sitting up and turning to look at Y/N who was just beaming right back at him. The giantess didn't answer, her kind eyes glistening softly whilst studying his tiny form up and down in something that he knew was nothing other than pure, sweet, innocent love. "Oi! You there Shrink Face??" He inquired, pulling himself off her lap where she had set him and waving his arms at her. "O-oh!! Sorry, I just- got lost in thought..." The girl giggled, "Anyways, how do you feel now!?" She asked, gently cocking her head to the side, her warm smile still illuminating her face. "Tch- I'm alright now. Thanks I guess.." He muttered the last part softly. "No problem!!" Y/N chimed back.

The couple sat in silence for another moment or two before Y/N began drumming her fingers on her upper legs on either side of the explosive tiny. "Soooo... What should we do now??" She asked awkwardly, realizing that her situation didn't leave them with very many options. The little man in her lap scoffed in reply, "Who said we need a designated activity to do to spend time together?? Tell me their name so I can personally make sure they know just how dumb that is!" The young girl laughed softly at his comment. "If you say so." She settled, grinning tenderly as she reached careful fingers toward him.

Y/N could have sworn he was smiling as she felt his hair and face, a small hand gently placed on her thumb as it caressed his cheek. She could have sworn he leaned into her palm as she cradled his shrunken body; her hand against his back, her index and middle fingers in his hair, her ring finger along his shoulder, and her pinkie wrapped lightly around his waist. "I wish I could say just how much you mean to me.. and just how much I love you... But I don't think any language will ever have the ability to convey it~" The giantess whispered. Bakugo was definitely smiling now. "You know I don't like that corny stuff but- I will admit. For you, and because of you, I've been able to see this world with new eyes. With you, it's tolerable. And- I honestly don't mind..." The small boy confessed, his bright crimson eyes studying the villainess's glittering, gleeful ones.

Y/N could have easily popped with joy, she could already hardly contain it. She really felt like she had been needing this, but before she could open her mouth to speak, Bakugo cleared his throat, letting go of her hands as she held him, but not pushing her away. "Alright, didn't that wispy brat say that you needed to rest??" He asked, the teen girl let go of the breath she was holding before nodding in answer. "That's what I thought. Strong as you are, that leg won't heal on its own." He instructed, hopping unsteadily off her thighs so she could get situated. "Okay... I guess you're right..." The injured girl caved, shifting and scooting until she was comfortably under the covers, making sure to keep her ankle elevated.

"Good. Now sleep." The tiny instructed before using small explosions to propel him up through the air and toward the lamp that sat behind Y/N. He then landed skillfully, pulling the little chain to turn off the light. The villainess was then left in the dark, the only light that illuminated the room coming from under the door.

"Hey Katsuki?.."

"Eh?"

"Will you cuddle with me?"

"..." Y/N waited patiently for a response, unwilling to move as she couldn't see him. "Kats?" She tried again but no audible response came. After another moment of silence she opened her mouth to inquire yet again until she felt the shrunken hero begin pulling himself up the covers before perching himself atop her. He just stood there, not making eye contact as he folded his arms. "Fine. I'll make an exception for just this once." He finally huffed, inspiring a grin to spread on his girlfriend's face. "Thank you!!! Oh uh- May I?" She asked, holding her hands out respectfully to him. "Yeah, yeah, whatever.." He mumbled, slowly climbing onto her awaiting hands as she turned on her side and held the little man up to her face.

The couple rested in silence, Y/N's careful and gentle hands cradling Bakugo's tiny form against her face. They sat with their foreheads a few inches apart, allowing them to gaze into one another's eyes. The teen girl honestly couldn't get enough of him, Bakugo was her oasis, her safe place; and her entire being cried desperately to never let that moment end. Unable to resist, the giantess moved her head forward, planting a few soft kisses on the little man's stomach and chest as they were the closest thing. "I'll always love you~" She whispered softly, releasing a warm breath that washed over his body. "Yeah? Well it's nowhere near as much as I do." He mumbled back.

As the explosive teen watched his giantess's shimmering eyes dilate in the dark, he couldn't help but feel his own face grow warm. She was just so perfect and every part of him yearned to help her. She deserved more than this and it killed him that he was never able to do anything to genuinely help her. But as the young teen thought, maybe the best he could do was to stand by her and help her any way he could until a better option opened up. He wasn't a big fan of that, especially being someone who liked to take matters into his own hands and trust his own strength; but he knew better. After all, he wasn't the only one stuck between a rock and a hard place and he had to be respectful and supportive of Y/N's decisions, even if he felt differently.

"Just get some rest already, alright??" He quietly added, placing his gentle little hands on her eyelids, prompting her to let the heavy things finally slide shut. Y/N giggled weakly, obeying his request before wrapping loving fingers lazily around his miniaturized figure. "Goodnight, Kats." The giantess whispered, not letting go, though she seemed to relax a smidge. "Mhm.." The boy hummed back, studying the details of her face before stretching his little arms out one last time, pressing the heels of his palms in between her eyes. He tenderly began working the tension out of her brows, coaxing her to fully loosen up, the rest of her body slowly going limp despite the slight urges she had to giggle at his actions.

The teen girl pulled Bakugo even closer, softly squishing the little man against her entire face. By doing so, she permitted his body to pleasantly hug her mouth and nose, forcing the tiny to wrap his arms around her face in a funny sort of hug, his head resting gently against her closed eye.

Bakugo gave way, permitting a wide grin to rest upon his face. He really did love Y/N, and being with her, like this, was really nice. Embracing her large entirety with every ounce of love he could, the shrunken boy hugged himself to her, drifting off to sleep as well.

Heyooo!!! Finally done!! This was a request for WinterKlover!!! Thank you all for being so patient with me as i try to get situated with life!!! I'll be honest I rewrote this one many a time as I tried to figure out what to do!! But I am definitely satisfied with how things came out!!! I'm thinking of publishing the unpublished drafts section of my book for y'all to be able to read how stories could have turned out and see the writing process as I write them!!! So if you guys want that be are to let me know in the comments!!!

So I just wanted to drop a quick note before I leave. I have been getting some very loving and touching messages from those of you who were so kind as to reach out and make sure I wasn’t overworking myself. First off, thank you so so much!!! It means the world to me that you guys care about me and are checking in on my health. Second off, I’m not gonna tell y’all not to bother over me cause that would be mean and I do recognize and really appreciate your genuine love for me so thank you, but please let me bring you some peace of mind that I am not overwhelming or hurting myself in making all these stories. Writing is a huge passion of mine and being a physically published author is a big dream of mine. I am supplementing other healthy activities into my day and am making sure I take care of myself and my life.

But alongside that you don’t have to worry about me burning myself out or over stressing myself on writing. Each story has its own motivation and inspiration behind it so each one is like a fresh and exciting clean slate for me which I love, so please, if you have something you want to see… FORK IT OVER! XD seriously though, don’t be afraid to add to my stack of stories!!!

I also know how to make sure I’m taking proper care of myself and that I’m living my life! Don’t worry I’m a very active person and at the end of the day, this is actually a big comfort activity for me!!! I take a great deal of pride and joy in my writing, so please don’t feel bad to ask me to do something, I absolutely love seeing the joy and excitement this brings y’all, seeing your love and support makes my day and further empowers me to keep going!!!! So thank you for your love, it is recognized and deeply appreciated, but please don’t get too worried, I’ll make sure I moderate!! I look forward to writing future stories and such!!! ALSO THANK YOU!? YALL WE JUST HIT ABOUT 4.3K READERS!? I AM SO HONORED AND HAPPY YALL LIKE MY STUFF THIS MUCH!!!! REMEMBER TO LET ME KNOW IF YOU HAVE IDEAS FOR STORIES OR ON HOW TO IMPROVE MY WRITING!! THANK YOU GUYS SO SO MUCH!!!

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Ω~ Giant Deku x Y/N - Gulliver's Travels

Ω~ Kirishima x Giant Y/N - Turned Tides

Ω~ Giant Deku x Y/N - The Iron Giant

Ω~ Giant Kirishima x Y/N - Area 51

Ω~ Bakugo x Giant Y/N - A Gentle Giantess

Ω~ Giant Deku x Y/N - Largely Unique

Ω~ Giant Kirishima x Y/N - Big Changes

Ω~ Giant Deku x Y/N - Marooned

Ω~ Tiny Kirishima x Y/N - A Greater Treasure

Ω~ Giant Bakugo x Y/N - Cryptid

Ω~ Kirishima x Tiny Y/N - This Is Me!

Ω~ Giant Bakugo x Y/N - Secret Guardian

Ω~ Giant Kirishima x Y/N - Freak Show

Ω~ Tiny Deku Y/N - Not so Secret

Ω~ Tiny Kirishima x Y/N - Look What the Cat Dragged In

Ω~ Giant Bakugo x Y/N - The Imp and his Maiden

Ω~ Giant Kirishima x Y/N - Knight in Shining Armor

Ω~ Tiny Deku x Y/N - Pocketed Protection

Ω~ Bakugo x Giant Y/N - Earth's Stewardess

Ω~ Kirishima, Deku, Bakugo x Giant Y/N - Just a Little Scare [HALLOWEEN SPECIAL!!!]

Let me know if you guys want some of these sooner than others, I will count it as a request and add it to queue, right now they are in the order of request to inspiration. Requests willl come before inspiration.

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renamami · 3 years

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Kpop Groups the Sakamakis and Mukamis + Yui Would Stan

gonna be completely honest i only stan bts and ateez but i listen to other groups too-

I don't know enough about the Tsukinamis and Kino, so they're not gonna be included, though I can only assume Shin's taste would be on par with Ayato's and Subaru's.

Shu:

Doesn't listen to kpop that much, if at all

Probably only watches gg mvs because of the girls

That being said, I could see him at least knowing BLACKPINK because he watched the boombaya mv once

Probably listens to orchestral versions of kpop songs, though. No groups in particular, but there's a lot of orchestral versions of bts' discography on his playlist

Would definitely relate to Yoongi on a spiritual level

Reiji:

Because of @pastelpurplekeqing I cannot see him as NOT being a hardcore ONCE

Doesn't own any albums because he doesn't wanna be bullied by his brothers, but actively streams mvs

Is probably a TWICE solo stan but listens to other group's songs as well

I can see him liking some BTS songs like Black Swan, Fake Love, or BS&T

Doesn't listen to boy groups that often but likes a few certain songs by whichever groups he feels like that day

Ayato:

He only listens to the baddest of groups with songs that can hype him up

Or girl groups sometimes, probably just ggs like BLACKPINK or Mamamoo

Big EXO-L, they were the group that got him into Kpop (vibes every day to Tempo and Monster)

Likes a lot of 2nd gen music and groups, especially Big Bang

I can see him stanning ATEEZ and Stray Kids too

Knows a bunch of choreography, sometimes he and Kou learn dances together

Laito:

Doesn't listen to Kpop that much but thinks the female idols are pretty

Among other things

Definitely liked AOA songs (specifically Miniskirt and Like A Cat), absolutely knows the choreography

Doesn't stan groups but has a bias towards Aespa and TWICE

Likes solo artists like Sunmi and HyunA

Doesn't listen to boy groups unless he's around Subaru and Ayato in which those are the only groups those mfs really listen to

Kanato:

Ah yes, rabid twitter stan

Hardcore Red Velvet stan, used the family credit card to buy albums, constantly streaming, has watched every single fancam out there

Listens to a few Dreamcatcher songs because he likes some of the visuals in the mvs

Likes a few songs by Oh My Girl and iz*one

Absolutely owns light sticks

Subaru:

The biggest Stay you will ever meet. Has listened to Stray Kids' entire discography, owns a few albums and has a bunch of posters, owns the light stick, knows most of their choreography, etc

But he'll deny it with anyone but Ayato (they bond over Stray Kids)

Listens to God's Menu religiously, firmly believes Stray Kids has absolutely no bad songs

Only actually stans Stray Kids but listens to other groups like Ateez, Monsta X, and Dreamcatcher (he likes Dreamcatcher a lot)

Secretly listens to snsd

Ruki:

Would not know what Kpop even is if it wasn't for Kou and doesn't actively go out of his way to listen to any groups

Probably listens to the BTS Wings album on occasion but that's it (likes Namjoon because of his UN speech)

He knows the names of every single member of every group his brothers stan so he knows what the hell they're talking about

Feeds Kou's and Azusa's obsessions and watches weekly episodes with them

Kou:

Probably the biggest multistan on the list. Prefers girl groups, but stans a lot of boy groups too

His favorite groups are TWICE, Red Velvet, BLACKPINK, (g)i-dle, Mamamoo, Aespa, BTS, ONEUS, Seventeen, and he's getting into ATEEZ and Stray Kids

Can not for the life of him choose an Ult group or bias

Probably the most supportive stan as well when it comes to streams and merch (though he streams his own songs too), and knows a lot of choreography to their songs

Likes to get together with some of the other guys and learn dances together

Makes Ruki listen to kpop with him

Yuma:

Didn't really care for Kpop but he listened to Kick It by NCT 127 once and got hooked

Stans NCT, Monsta X, and BTS (I can see him liking early and new bts)

Likes to listen to them when he's gardening or just vibing in his room

Doesn't own merch or actively follow what the groups are doing but knows their names and listens to their songs every day

Azusa:

Big Loona stan, likes to get into fights with Kanato because Loona is superior

Owns almost every album, lightstick, and has watched every single performance at least once.

Doesn't talk too openly about his love for them when he's at home, but will take the chance to bring them out at least once in every conversation when he knows he's talking to another kpop stan

Constantly goes on 3am rants to Ruki over text over mvs or general things they do

Yui:

Multistan but loves Oh My Girl and SNSD with all her heart

Absolutely adores girl groups and especially girl crush concepts

But she owns the Love Yourself trilogy by BTS because she loves the positivity

Unproblematic kpop stan that does not understand fanwars at all.

Bonds with Kou and Kanato over girl groups

Feeds Reiji's TWICE obsession whenever there's an opportunity

#diaboliklovers #shuu sakamaki #reiji sakamaki #ayato sakamaki #kanato sakamaki #laito sakamaki #sakamaki subaru #ruki mukami #kou mukami #yuma mukami #azusa mukami #kpop stan headcanons #tempted to tag every group I mentioned lmao #diabolik lovers headcanons

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fantasia-monogram · 3 years

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Inspection

♥️ Inseong x reader (gender and pronouns not specified, female anatomy)

♥️ Smut (~2k words); I'm back with my quirky nerdy a bit emotionally detached Inseong agenda! Oral sex and fingering, a tiniest little bit of anal play, edging, lightly hinted objectification and somnophilia and, possibly, some elements of medical play (can be interpreted like that). Established relationship. They're both kinky bastards, everything is fully consensual.

♥️ Disclaimer: this is just for fun! I’m not claiming that’s how he is in real life, it’s just my imagination doing whatever it wants. Read at your own discretion.

You certainly didn't plan to wake up before the alarm, but the sound of rustling behind you pulled you out of your well deserved sleep. It was already getting bright outside - despite that, you were about to try your luck dozing off again.

At least until Inseong's arm sneaked around your waist, only to push you snug against his chest.

You hummed in confusion. Inseong? Awake at this hour?

"Shh- You can just doze off. I need to do an inspection on you." His whisper, smooth like silk, brought warmth to the back of your neck.

"Inspection?" You asked, although at this point, nothing coming from Inseong's pretty mouth should have sounded weird or confusing. Especially so early in the morning. "What are you on this time?"

"My brilliant brain. And eight hours of quality sleep," he murmured against the shell of your ear. That was true: last night, he went to bed right after taking a shower, claiming he would only take a short nap. Two hours later, you had no heart to wake him up, so you just snuggled with him and fell asleep yourself.

"Anyway, we haven't seen each other for a couple days… I need to check up on… some vital parts of your gorgeous body." His hand hovered over the front of your briefs. "See if you're cumming properly."

You squirmed in the embrace, unable to hide the jolt of excitement that rushed through your body. That only made Inseong pull you closer.

"Oh no, we can't have you all tensed up during the hole inspection," he cooed with fake sympathy; you couldn't tell if his choice of words weirded you out or made you horny. Probably a mix of both. "You need to relax."

Just as he said that, he moved his hand upwards, letting it slide under your T-shirt. He caressed the skin on your stomach, which definitely wasn't helping you calm down.

He leaned his head over your side. Now, with better access, he left a trail of tender kisses from your temple, all the way down your jawline. You were just starting to relax a little, when his fingers moved down, catching the hem of your underwear.

"The sooner we start, the better. Be nice and follow my instructions, okay?" he asked in a reassuring tone, although you knew he was just pretending. Mere thought of his dirty intentions made you shiver.

He sat up and pushed away the sheets.

"Can you lie on your back for me?"

You nodded and did as he told, your heart beating faster with every moment.

Inseong was in front of you in seconds, sliding your briefs down.

"Okay, now spread your legs wide."

You trembled when cold air hit you between your legs, as you hesitantly fulfilled the order - or maybe it was just because you felt so exposed. Inseong, not wasting any more time, nestled himself comfortably, leaning on his elbows. He moved his face dangerously close to your pussy; you could feel his breath on your skin.

After a while of just observing intently, he spread your labia with his fingers, using the thumb of his other hand to press your clit in a little circle. You grasped the sheets beneath you, holding back a moan.

All that anticipation was driving you crazy, even though he was touching you without any kind of lubrication so far.

"Oh, okay. Correct reaction."

Inseong's voice was steady and almost neutral despite the situation you were in; he still didn't bother to look away, either. Another circular motion of his thumb had you writhing, but you didn't make a sound - that is, until he grazed another finger through the slit of your entrance, making you whine at the brief contact.

You decided to peek, only to see him observe his now wet index finger. Then, he licked it clean.

To say you were all fired up would be an understatement.

"That's better." He returned to his earlier position. "But still not enough."

He made brief eye contact with you, probably just to make sure you can see everything well. Lining his face right above, he let a streak of saliva drip from his mouth onto your clit.

Your body jerked as the liquid hit your swollen bud, the roll of it through your skin almost agonizing. Inseong, still in character, watched it flow leisurely, until the last drops disappeared between your cheeks.

You swore your revenge after you were done. This amount of teasing was truly criminal.

Next moment you had to drop your threats, though, because Inseong nonchalantly brought some of your wetness up and started massaging your bud properly - all of that with his eyes still focused on his ministrations.

Yes, you were basically reduced to your pussy. Yes, it was turning you on like hell.

The movement was definitely too slow to be satisfying, so when clenching around nothing gave you no relief, you let out a couple strangled, high pitched whines.

Inseong picked up your clue, though not without putting his own twist into it.

"I suppose we're done with the preparation," he stated calmly. "Time to start the actual inspection."

That bastard. He was just playing around all that time.

He carefully pushed a single finger into you - and you could clearly tell it was the middle one, because once it was all in, its tip rested right on your sweet spot.

You tried rotating your hips to get some pressure you craved so much. Inseong immediately withdrew, no more than a centimeter or two, making you cry out from sheer frustration.

"Everything seems to be fine on the inside, too." Inseong murmured. You could hear a devilish smirk in his voice.

You were looking to the side, not wanting to show your eyes were glazed over with tears, but you caught Inseong sitting up straight with the corner of your vision. He was staring right at your face.

No, you couldn't give him the satisfaction of seeing you so worked up.

As if he read your mind, he put his hand on your knee, spreading it further. Still staring at you, he started pulling his finger out as slowly as it was humanly possible. You were so swollen and sensitive already that the deliberate, agonizing movement was making you lose your mind.

Inseong chuckled. He was clearly enjoying it.

You thought he was done teasing and would just peacefully bring you to climax, but he had something else in mind.

Daring to look at what's happening, you saw him finally pulling the finger out, a long streak of your juices sticking to it. You could swear you blinked for a mere second - only to get startled by your own sharp gasp as Inseong pushed three fingers at once into you, the slide easy thanks to all the wetness.

Oh God, the fullness was heavenly after all the teasing.

Keeping his eyes on you, Inseong started pumping his fingers in and out at a relentless pace. At the same time, he kept rubbing your clit with his other hand.

He might have sucked at physical activity, but his hand coordination was out of this world.

You covered your face with your arm to drown in the intense sensation; at this point, you didn't care - you screamed, unable to handle the delightful stretch in a collected way. Soon enough, your cries dissipated into quick breathy moans, a tell-tale sign you were close.

That's when Inseong abruptly removed his fingers, once again leaving you empty. You let out another scream; this time, out of frustration.

"For fuck's sake, just let me cum!" You hit the bed with your fist.

Inseong laughed out loud.

"What? Are you kidding?" He laid down on his stomach. "We still have another hole to inspect."

You went quiet immediately. You brought up this topic a couple of times before. Was he actually going to do it now? A shiver took over your body.

Inseong pressed his middle finger against your clit hard enough to elicit a choked gasp from you. He started moving it down, coating it well with your juices. Once he passed below your entrance, he licked his lips and leaned in to press them on your clit.

You couldn’t control the sounds coming out of you anymore when he put his mouth and tongue to work, literally making out with your pussy - slow kisses, licks and warm huffs of air turned you into a mess in no time. The feeling was so overwhelming you almost forgot about his finger that was going lower and lower down your crack.

You held your breath when you felt it touch your other hole.

Inseong stopped for a moment. He swallowed theatrically. What a show off.

“I need your consent for the final part of the inspection.” He was dead serious.

“G… go on…” You mumbled, surprised at how hoarse your voice has gotten.

With that, Inseong’s tongue swirled on your skin again, and his finger mirrored the movement. His oral game, as amazing as always, distracted you for a moment; he increased the pace, and you decided to focus on the sensation.

Then, you felt the pad of his finger push a little, and your mind was gone.

Your orgasm hit at the slightest breach through your rim; you came hard, practically wailing, shocked by the intensity. It lasted longer than usual as well, so that when you were done, you could barely get yourself back together.

“Oh God… Oh God, what was that…” You wondered, completely out of breath. Stunned and confused, you sat up.

Inseong’s shirt was soaked all around the collar, not to mention he was wiping his chin with a sleeve.

“I give it an 8 out of 10 score, just because of squirting. Didn’t get to inspect the other hole properly.”

You smacked his shoulder, although it was more like a weak pat considering your physical strength just leaked out of you.

Quite literally.

Inseong’s only reaction was surging forward to pin you to the mattress with his body. He pressed his lips against yours, letting you taste yourself on his lips. You didn’t mind it; you both loved being a little messy anyway.

"I love you so, so much. I'm sorry I called your cunnie a hole," he said, breaking the kiss. You shook your head at his remorseful expression; he always gave such cute nicknames to your intimate body parts that this one time wasn't an issue for you at all.

He embraced you tightly, hiding his face in the crook of your neck.

“Hey, sir, I think we have one more inspection to do,” you giggled, feeling a half-hard bulge poking your thigh through Inseong's shorts.

No answer came. You pulled away from the embrace as much as you could, locked by Inseong's tall frame.

The boy was asleep already, resting his head on your shoulder, a carefree smile on his lips.

You sighed and patted his hair fondly. Well, sometimes it was all about him giving you pleasure you deserved, rather than trying to chase his own. Having you blissed out under him would feed his (bigger than expected) ego just enough.

Actually, it was one of the things you loved the most about your relationship - right after Inseong's unusual quirks and kinks, that is.

#sf9 imagines #sf9 smut #sf9 scenarios #inseong imagine #inseong scenario #inseong smut #inseong x reader

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blu-joons · 3 years

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DATING STRAY KIDS A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Lee Felix

A ⇴ AFFECTION

Felix gets very shy whenever he’s affectionate with you. He’ll cling to you, especially when there’s no one else around. He’s incredibly cuddly and loves to be held by you, but when it comes to being around other people, he’ll tend to be much more reserved.

B ⇴ BEFORE DATING

You gravitated towards Felix as soon as you met him because he was quite shy. You were desperate to encourage him to come out of his shell and feel comfortable around you which also meant he warmed to you well. He found himself feeling very relaxed around you very quickly, in amongst big crowds, he liked to have you with him as a bit of a safety blanket.

C ⇴ CONFESSION

He was quite nervous to confess his feelings to you because he was terrified that you wouldn’t feel the same way. In the end he turned to Chan for a bit of advice, who had spotted from the moment the two of you met that there was an instant attraction there. With Chan’s advice he pulled you aside one night to tell you how he felt, you could tell he was nervous, but as soon as you admitted to him how you felt too, his nerves disappeared.

D ⇴ DATES

Prepare for a lot of dates revolving around food, I’d love to tell you Felix wouldn’t be the cliché boyfriend who cooked you brownies and cookies, but he most definitely would. If he’s not in the mood for cooking, he likes to head out and do something physical so he can show off to you. If he’s honest, he doesn’t mind where your dates are, sometimes just the two of you being at the dorm together is enough for him. Just being in your company is enough, he’s never going to expect too much of you or your dates.

E ⇴ EXPERIENCE

Dating had never been of any interest to Felix until he met you. Sure, he had female friends in Korea and Australia, but he never saw anything romantic with them. So much of his attention had been on trying to establish his career that he chose to just wait for love to find him. He never imagined that it would find him so young and so quickly, that was until he met you. He was keen to keep a lot of your relationship private, not just out of fear, but also because it was new to him, and he still had a lot to learn before anyone found out about you both.

F ⇴ FIGHTING

If there’s one person who will never fight with you, it’s Felix. He simply doesn’t have a bad bone in his body. Any hint of conflict will make him anxious; he’ll tend to cower away before anything can even remotely blow up. He always makes sure to treat you well, even if there are times when he’ll disagree with you, he’ll listen to your opinion and try to understand before politely telling you how he feels. There are very few times that Felix will even give you the chance to argue with him, he’s far too relaxed and nervous for you to get angry with.

G ⇴ GETTING TO KNOW HIS FAMILY

You knew straight away how important his family were to him and how desperate they were for him to find someone to look after him so far away. What mattered most to Felix was that his sisters instantly took a liking to you, their seal of approval was so important to him, so to see them happy meant he was happy too.

H ⇴ HOME

At times he struggled to feel at home still in South Korea, and the dorm was his safe haven to escape from it all. He’d made it clear to you that he was in no rush to move out of the dorm, which you were more than happy to acknowledge, but eventually he knew that he was keen to find a place just for the two of you to call home.

I ⇴ “I LOVE YOU”

He was so nervous the night he told you he loved you for the first time. Felix had always wanted to be the one to say it first, but he never anticipated it would make him as shy as it did. As soon as the words left his lips, he buried himself into the crook of your neck refusing to look at you. Your hand had to pull his face away from you so eventually you could meet his eyes and peck his lips.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

Felix is very much aware he’s not the loudest person in the room, which means he tends to back away from situations. He’s not one to be very obvious about his jealousy, but you can tell when he slips away from a conversation or starts nervously playing with his hands that he’s feeling jealous. He’ll never confront a situation if he’s worried about it, but he knows you’re too attentive to let him feel jealous for too long. You’ll soon find him and reassure him in any situation that there’s nothing for him to worry about.

K ⇴ KIDS

The two of you were far too young to even entertain serious discussions about having a family, but that didn’t stop the two of you having plenty of late-night chats about the future, and that included children. You both soon realised you shared similar dreams of what your future would look like, which of course, excited you both. Whilst there was still a long way to go before you reached that stage in your life, it was still exciting to talk about.

L ⇴ LAUGHTER

Whenever Felix got nervous, he’d always laugh, he just couldn’t help himself. You loved to listen to the deep sounds of his laughter, as he too loved to make you love. There wasn’t much either of you could do that wouldn’t make the other laugh, you were naturally very giggly people which led to carnage whenever the two of you were together. He loved to hear your laughter, it was his favourite sound in the world, just like the dorm, whenever he was feeling on edge, your laughter would be the comfort he needed to feel like himself again.

M ⇴ MISSING

He’d gotten used to being away from his family for so long that the feeling of missing someone went away. That was until he met you again and all those feelings came flooding back. As with his jealousy, he tended to go very quiet when he was struggling without you, which Chan would pick up on first. He didn’t like to text you, so he tended to wait until the late night or early morning to just call you instead, sometimes it worked better for him, but other times he hated waiting for so long to speak to you. There never really felt like a right way to get over missing you, but he knew he had no choice but to get on with things.

N ⇴ NICKNAMES

He’ll tend to be very sweet with his nicknames, ‘sugar,’ or, ‘flower,’ are two of his favourites. For you, you’ll usually call him, ‘koala,’ or something related to home as you know how much it cheers him up to hear little reminders of Australia.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

He’s obsessed with your smile, just like fans are obsessed with his. He loves to compare beauty marks and dimples with you, not to mention the happiness that warms him whenever he knows that you’re happy.

P ⇴ PDA

His nickname of koala certainly comes to play in regard to PDA, he loves to cling to you and receive your affection. He doesn’t necessarily kiss you all the time, but sometimes a hug is the most important thing in the world to him. He’ll definitely be quieter when you’re in public however, so prepare for him to make up for that in private.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

The question Felix will ask of you the most if you’re alright. He’s very concerned with you and taking care of you; he’ll never talk about himself until he’s asked everything, he can about you.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACT

If you ever feeling down, Felix’s voice is the one thing he knows will cheer you up. He loves to do impressions and deepen his voice to bring a smile to your face, it’s something no one else knows that you do. You couldn’t help but be drawn to his voice when you first met him, and he knew that too, so he loved to play on it and make sure that he got whatever it was he wanted from you.

S ⇴ SEX

Nothing changes when it comes to intimate moments, Felix is still a shy and blushed mess. He’s not quite sure how you manage to have the effect on him that you do, but he makes sure to show you just how much you mean to him during moments like these. He’s very loving, attentive, the perfect gentleman as ever, taking great care of you.

T ⇴ TEXTS

If he needs you, Felix will tend to just call you, texts from him are rare. You know that he doesn’t need much if he texts, for even the smallest things he’ll usually still call you so that he can hear your voice and multitask.

U ⇴ UNIVERSE

There were many times when Felix knew he felt the weight of the world, only when he was with you did, he really felt at ease. You were the perfect distraction that he needed for when times got tough and life got busy.

V ⇴ VACATION

The chance for the two of you to go away with each other rarely came around, but whenever he had the time for a break, you desperately push for the two of you to head to Australia. You were incredibly keen for him to be able to visit his family whenever he got the chance, plus you knew it would score you a few brownie points with his family too.

W ⇴ WHINING

Felix doesn’t tend to whine too much, but if he really is desperate for your attention then he’ll let you know he wants it.

X ⇴ XXXXX

He’s much more of a cuddler than a kisser, so whenever he decides to kiss you, treat it like a very special occasion. He’ll usually kiss against your cheek and neck, the perfect places for him to reach when he’s cuddling you. Rest assured however, first thing in the morning and last thing at night he’ll always make sure to kiss you properly whilst reminding you that he loves you very much.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were his everything, the support that he always needed, even if he pretended not to.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

He’ll cling to you all night whilst the two of you sleep, he loves the physical connection of knowing someone is beside him. Not to mention the fact it always helps you to sleep too feeling his arms grip tightly around your frame.

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diaphragmjellyfish · 3 years

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Hawk Fluff Alphabet

Requested by @manicgrungegf

A = Attractive (What do they find attractive about the other?)

What hawk finds most attractive about you is your kindness. You’re literally the sweetest person to everyone you meet and he likes to think that if he knew you when he was Eli, you still would have dated him. You didn’t care about the muscles or the tattoo or the hair. You genuinely loved him and were always kind to him even when he was being an ass.

B = Baby (Do they want a family? Why/Why not?)

He’s not sure about whether he wants kids or not. He’s kind of just enjoying being young and having fun right now, and he never actually thought he’d get married before, but he’d be open to it later on down the line if it was something you really wanted.

C = Cuddle (How do they cuddle?)

For as much game as he talks, this boy is a LITTLE SPOON. He loves being held by you, and sometimes can’t fall asleep unless your arms are wrapped around him. In public, he’s always the one with his arm around you, hugging you from behind, putting on that alpha male persona, but when it’s just you guys he’s a total puppy.

D = Dates (What are dates with them like?)

Hawk likes to take you to parties. You guys can drink, dance, hang out with your friends, it’s the perfect place in his opinion. But for more private occasions like your anniversary, he likes a nice picnic on the beach. He’d make PB&J’s for you guys (and cut off your crusts), pack some juice boxes, and bring a big giant blanket (and condoms shhh) for you guys.

E = Everything (You are my ____ (e.g. my life, my world…)

You’re my happy place. Hawk thinks of you as the best thing that’s ever happened to him. Whenever he feels frustrated from training or insecure about his scar or angry at Demitri, he knows he can always go to you for support and you’ll make him forget all about that stuff. He’s never not smiling when you’re around.

F = Feelings (When did they know they were in love?)

He first knew he loved you when you said his scar was cute. It’s always been his biggest insecurity, and even when you guys first went out, he always just assumed you just tried not to look at it and look at his hair or muscles instead. But when you told him you liked it, thought it gave him character and looked kind of tough, his heart shot through the roof. This beautiful, ethereal, magnetically charming girl thought his scar, his deformity, was cute?! Love on sight.

G = Gentle (Are they gentle? If so, how?)

He’s more gentle than you would think, but still not as gentle as, say, Miguel. He would never hurt you or make you do anything you don’t want to do, but he likes to rough house, play wrestle, and tease you a little bit. He likes to sneak up behind you, pick you up and spin you around, and ruffle your hair as a “good morning” every day.

H = Hands (How do they like to hold hands?)

Hawk is holding your hand all. The. damn. Time. He likes everyone to know who you belong to. Inside, he’s still a little insecure and nervous that you’ll decide you can do better and leave him, so he finds holding your hand reassuring, especially when you run your thumb over the back of his hand.

I = Impression (What was their first impression?)

His first impression of you was honestly not good. You were friends with Samantha Larusso so he just assumed you were stuck up and snobby. The first time you guys actually talked was at a party. You were pacing nervously outside because your friends had left, your phone died, and you had no way to get home. Hawk took pity on you and offered to give you a ride on his motorcycle, and you guys ended up driving all over town, talking, laughing, drinking milkshakes, and you quickly made plans to hang out the next day.

J = Jealousy (Do they get jealous?)

He is the most jealous boy, mostly because he’s insecure that you’ll leave him for someone else. Sometimes you think it’s hot, but if it ever bothers you, he’ll make a conscious effort to work on himself and trust that you’ll always come back to him.

K = Kiss (How do they kiss? Who initiated the first kiss?)

Your first kiss was the sweetest moment ever. You guys were sitting on the beach one night talking about all your deep thoughts. He started telling you how he was super insecure about his lip scar and thought no girl would ever want to kiss him before he got the mohawk and muscles. “Well I can think of one girl who would love to kiss you.” At this, he looked at you with pure shyness, and you leaned in and gave him a sweet kiss. Now, his kisses can range anywhere from sweet and loving, to possessive and dominant. You love them all.

L = Love (Who says ‘I love you’ first?)

He knew he was in love with you when you first talked about nerdy shit with him and Demitri. He always thought he couldn’t like nerdy stuff like Dr. Who or girls wouldn’t like him, so when Demitri brought it up while you three were hanging out, he panicked. But then you started talking about the new trailer and how excited you were for a female Dr. and he fell in love on the spot.

M = Memory (What’s their favourite memory together?)

His favorite memory with you is that time he needed to touch up his hair color and you asked if you could do it for him. You got him a little poncho (garbage bag but shhh), parted his hair in neat little sections, and touched up the dye. You guys had such a fun time, you gushed about how good his hair looked down, and it ended up looking way better than when he did it himself. Now every time he needs a touch up he comes to you.

N = Nickel (Do they spoil? Do they buy the person they love everything?)

Hawk doesn’t generally spoil you with material things. You both would much rather spend your time and money on memories, or food. Of course on your birthday and anniversaries he gets you little gifts, but generally speaking, his love language leans more towards quality time.

O = Orange (What colour reminds them of their other half?)

Lavender reminds him of you. Soft, sweet, feminine. He thinks it looks amazing on you, too. He’s actually thought about dying his mohawk lavender next just to feel closer to you.

P = Pet names (What pet names do they use?)

Princess. That’s the biggest one. Sometimes angel, or babygirl.

Q = Quaint (What is their favourite non-modern thing?)

His favorite non-modern thing is old muscle cars. He’s saving up to buy an old Corvette one day. It’s one of his big goals in life. He wants to have a mohawk made for the car, too, so everyone knows how cool he is.

R = Rainy Day (What do they like to do on a rainy day?)

Little secret about Hawk, he loves to cook. When it’s raining outside, he likes to have you come over and make a big meal with him. Maybe chicken pot pie, steaks, or pad thai, and sit on the couch eating and watching old movies.

S = Sad (How do they cheer themselves/others up?)

Unfortunately, Hawk used to be an expert at being sad back before he joined Cobra Kai. The way he likes to deal with it is generally just crying. He likes to let it all out, be alone, collect himself, and then maybe watch a movie or hang out with you. If you’re sad, his first question is “who do I have to beat up?” If it’s not from a person, he’ll take you on an adventure. Hikes, long drives, exploring new places, just to get your mind off it.

T = Talking (What do they like to talk about?)

Umm karate. It literally changed his life. He loves to tell you about the new moves he learned in training, talk about the tournaments coming up, or the rivalry between Cobra Kai and Myagi-Do. And you’re a sucker for gossip so you love to hear about it.

U = Unencumbered (What helps them relax?)

Music, soft blankets, the tiredness after a workout, a good hot meal, and he loves to watch cringe compilations on Youtube.

V = Vaunt (What do they like to show off? What are they proud of?)

Ever since his transformation from Eli to Hawk, this boy likes to show off everything, all the time. His hair, his tattoos, his muscles, his fighting skills, his sarcasm, his girl…

W = Wedding (When, how, where do they propose?)

He proposes to you about 6 months into your relationship with a ring pop outside of a gas station. You both knew it was a joke, but honestly started referring to each other as fiance and never stopped. Then, about 3 years later, he got you a real ring and took your hand and said “about time we actually do this, huh?” Of course, he took you to the same gas station where he had “proposed” the first time. Not the most romantic thing looking in on it, but to you guys, it was perfect.

X = Xylophone (What’s their song?)

Highway To Hell- ACDC

Y = Yes (Do they ever think of getting married/proposing?)

He proposes to you multiple times! Of course he thinks about it. He wants you guys to be together forever!

Z = Zebra (If they wanted a pet, what would they get?)

A hawk! It’s his signature symbol, of course he thinks it would be super badass to actually have a pet hawk. He would name it Desmond, and get it a tiny little mohawk.

#cobra kai #hawk #hawk x reader #miguel diaz #eli moskowitz #eli moskowitz x reader #jacob bertrand #fluff #karate kid

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WinterIron fic rec 2021: Part I

Note: this fic rec consists only of Bucky Barnes/Tony Stark fics. the only Stucky & Stony you might see is as past relationships but that’s it. it’s also complete works ONLY. also - no underage stuff 🔪. if you have any requests for Winteriron fic recs (for e.g non-superpower au, only one shots, series, hardcore smut, post-tws, college au, not team cap friendly fics, bodyguard au etc.) you can send me requests ^^. anyway... enjoy 😉

✨ The Guiding of Death by RayShippouUchiha

“That whole Merchant of Death thing,” someone off to the side faux whispers, “makes a lot more sense now.”

It echoes across the bridge like a gunshot.

Rated M, Hades & Persephone AU, Canon Divergence, always female Tony Stark, not Team Cap friendly. word count: 41391

(note: listen... I know het pairings and/or gender bend is not popular and I never really read those in general BUT this is straight up one of the best fics I have ever read so I NEEDED to share this with y’all...✌️)

✨ Forms of Love by bear_bell

Tony's the bad guy, after all. He's used to it. He's fine with it. He's good at it.

Only now, there's something far worse loitering around the tower - The Winter Soldier. No one notices the guy at first, but when they do, Tony figures that he should have the soldier's back.

Birds of a feather should flock together, and the bad guys should start a book club.

Rated E, Post-CW, Bucky Barnes & Winter Soldier are Different Personalities, Team Iron Man. word count: 33591

✨ Looking at You by NotEvenCloseToStraight

Bucky looks for so long that now all he wants to do is touch and hold and fix everything. But Tony can barely be in the same room as Bucky, cant even look him in the eye. So Bucky doesn't know what to do about Tony, but he is determined to do something. Because all he wants is to look at Tony, and see Tony looking back with a smile.

Rated E, Post-CW, PTSD, team heals, mental healing, forgiveness, angst with a happy ending. word count: 28,168

✨ I'll Be Your Bodyguard (If You'll Be My Security Blanket) by NarutoRox

When one of Loki's pranks gone wrong leaves the team with a young Winter Soldier in their care, they know they're going to have their hands full. Especially since this newer, tinier version of Bucky seems to have a bodyguard complex - and a particular attachment to Tony.

Rated T, kid fic, age regression/de-aging, de-aged Bucky, tiny bodyguard Bucky. word count: 4,993.

(note: finally something CUTE. Im so sorry for being such a slut for angst and heavy stuff 😅)

✨ Fate Strings Not Required by Akira_of_the_Twilight

Tony took the hint.

Tony wrapped his hand around the new guy’s elbow. He kept his touch light and breakable in case he’d misread the cue.

“Just some guy claiming to be my soul mate, babe.”

The new guy’s eyebrows rose to his hairline in surprise. He chuckled and gave the first guy a smirk. “Strange. Last time I checked we were soul mates.”

Rated T, AU - no superpowers, AU - soulmates, Bodyguard Bucky Barnes, age difference. word count: 7,032.

✨ Shameless by Finely Honed (jaqen_hgar)

Tony isn’t actually sure which of them starts it—he’d like to take credit, but if he’s learned anything it’s that Barnes is by no means a wilting flower. Besides, the start doesn’t matter as much as figuring out who’s going to actually finish it.

rated M, flirting, dirty talk, sexual tension. word count: 2,560

✨ Winter Wooer by salytierra

Winter may not be the most pleasant guy to live or share your body with, but he isn't nearly as destructive as everybody expected him to be either. He likes to brood in the corners, watch British TV, and freak people out. And Tony. He really, really likes Tony Stark. There's just one problem – Bucky's pretty sure he doesn't feel the same way about the guy.

Rated M, Bucky Barnes & Winter Soldier are Different Personalities, team as family. word count: 8,726

✨ Even Darkness Must Pass by Finely Honed (jaqen_hgar)

“Fake it till you make it,” Bucky whispered to himself, swallowing around his panic. Sam had drilled the idea into him, and it had become a mantra of sorts, something to hold onto when all he wanted to do was blend into the shadows and disappear.

“You’ll be fine.”

Steve placed a warm, strong hand on Bucky’s shoulder and squeezed, his super soldier ears having picked up Bucky uttering the now familiar saying.

Bucky nodded, tried to believe his own words, and followed Steve onto the common floor, a wall of sound hitting them as they entered.

rated M (but mild sexual content), parent Tony Stark, Bucky Barnes recovering, team as family, of love and hobbits 🧝🏻‍♂️. word count: 15,289

✨ Paths Are Made by Walking by Potrix

The road to recovery is long, winding and a different one for every person walking it. Bucky chooses to help himself the only way he knows how; by doing what he does best.

Or, alternatively; the one in which Tony is a mess and accidentally kick-starts Bucky’s protective mother hen instincts.

rated T, post-TWS, fluff, humour, getting together, idiots in love. word count: 4,744.

✨ Rise In Perfect Light (Be Not Fearful Of The Night) by RayShippouUchiha

At first, the new element singing in his chest, Tony doesn’t understand what he’s done.

Doesn’t understand the full consequences of his actions.

But, to be fair, there’s no way he really could have.

Not even a futurist like him could have ever seen this coming.

rated G, post-CW, past Stony, angst with a happy ending. word count: 3,589.

(note: this fic is SO BEAUTIFUL. lemme just asjkdjnsjkdm)

✨ and amidst the ruins, there was you by TheKitteh

With everything resolved - post the Berlin conflict, Siberia and the rogue Avengers' return - Tony relishes in the clarity of what the team is now. He can finally see the well-defined lines, he can rely on solid rules and the chain of command. He's settled into his life like never before.

That is, until one day, an unhinged sorcerer with no grasp on his magic shatters that new-found balance.

As a result, half of Tony's soul is now gone, but he's willing to do anything to get it back.

rated T, post-CW, canon divergence, au - Dystopia, Dimension Travel, magical accidents, slow burn, getting together. word count: 36,976

✨ and so we unfold by TheKitteh

Senbazuru. Thousand Cranes.

An ancient Japanese legend that promises anyone who folds a thousand origami cranes will be granted a wish by the gods. Some stories believe you are granted happiness and eternal good luck, instead of just one wish, such as long life or recovery from illness or injury.

Bucky’s not big on believing in any legends, not after all that has happened. He just wants to create something for a change, not destroy.

He needs to prove himself that he can be trusted to handle something delicate. He doesn’t need a promise of a wish come true. He just,- needs to do this for himself.

He doesn’t need noticing how sad, tired Stark looks. Doesn’t need to want to do something for the man, when he can barely do anything for himself.

rated T, CACW canon divergence, getting together, reconciliation, POV alternating, Bucky Barnes recovering. word count: 14,449

✨ Spilt on the Ground like Water by tisfan

Tony has been black-bagged and illegally held at the Raft. Steve has no intentions of going to rescue him.

But the Winter Soldier isn't going to leave him behind.

rated E, Winter Soldier Bucky Barnes, implied/referenced torture, frottage, dub-con, mention of part non-con (HYDRA trash party), not Steve friendly, suicidal thoughts, touch-starved. word count: 10,853

✨ Norns, Save Us (From Ourselves) by phlintandsteel

It’s been ten years since half the universe was dusted.

rated E, post-IW au, A/B/O verse, Omega Tony, Alpha Bucky, Soulmates, Peter & Harley playing matchmaker, still recovering Bucky Barnes, not Steve Rogers Friendly, angst with a happy ending. word count: 37,324.

✨ Change You Like A Remix by ficlicious

No one ever said Avenging would be easy, but Bucky could have really used a memo about the weeks where the hits just didn’t stop coming. He’d probably still have signed his soul away to the gods of spandex and paperwork, but a heads up woulda been nice before he nodded and smiled and took up residence in the house sanity fled when the Avengers moved in.

---- Soulmates, misunderstandings, snark, genderswap and sleep-deprived Avengers abound. Tony's a woman. Must be Friday.

rated E, AU - soulmates, established relationship, temporary gender swap, jealous Bucky Barnes, misunderstanding, miscommunication. word count: 10,494.

✨ Getting to Know You by orbingarrow

It had been an adventure, navigating the sweetly apologetic Bucky Barnes, who haunted the tower most days, and the the Winter Soldier, who occasionally inhabited Barnes’s body. The Winter Soldier was not apologetic; he was scary. And he was currently chilling out, uninvited, in Tony's lab.

“Leave,” Tony said, because Tony was either a dead man or not, and there wasn’t much he could do about it before coffee.

“Or you could give me permission to be here,” the Winter Soldier suggested.

“I don’t let strangers poke around my stuff,” Tony grumbled, as he walked past the Soldier to take a seat at his workbench.

“Easily solved,” the Soldier deflected. “Get to know me.”

-This is what happens when Tony does.

rated G, Bucky Barnes & Winter Soldier are different personalities, fluff, Clint Barton is a good bro. word count: 9,470

✨ Safe House by ali_aliska

For years, Tony had successfully kept his secret. Neither the world nor his team knew he was Iron Man and as far as he was concerned, everyone was better off that way. On his best days, Tony Stark was not someone people liked and trusted, so the last thing Tony wanted was to tarnish Iron Man’s good reputation by revealing the truth.

But then SHIELD falls, the Avengers face disarray, and a stray Hydra assassin forces Tony to go into hiding—and where better than the safe house he had just crafted for the Avengers and their own ex-assassin ready to come in from the cold?

Tony plans to hide away from everyone in his makeshift workshop until the coast is clear and he’s safe to go home. No one would care to spend any time with the reclusive, arrogant billionaire anyways, right? Iron Man is the one everyone wants around.

Bucky Barnes, on his own journey to reclaim his life and identity, seems to disagree with that sentiment.

rated T, post TWS, canon divergence, au - Secret Identity, mutual pining, team as family, slow burn, misunderstandings. word count: 89,533

✨ Versace on the floor by withered

The modern man’s armor is his clothing, and Bucky wants Tony out of his.

rated T, post CW, Bucky Barnes & Winter Soldier are Separate Personalities, Barnes & Soldier & their hard-on for Tony, not team cap friendly. word count: 2,127

#winteriron #tony stark #bucky barnes #iron man #winter soldier #avengers #winteriron fic rec #fic rec #mcu #marvel #otp #steve rogers #past stony #past stucky

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Subliminal in Scrubs | V2; report xiii

pairings: dr. jeon jungkook x female reader

chapter rating: NC-17 | genre: humor, workplace relationships

warnings: swearing

word count: 1.8k

g/n: decided on a bit of a filler for this one as a sort of prelude to future scenes 👀👀 ((likewise manifesting my plan to post another chapter this week))

[taglist]: @nottodayjjk @ditttiii @zeharilisharaban @btsbunny07 @turquoiseandplaidinautumn @aamxxrii @codeinebelle @btsmakesmehappy @stargukkie @moonchild1

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Jungkook locks his apartment door behind him, jiggling the doorknob afterwards for ‘double security’ as one would usually call it. He grabs his backpack from the floor and places one of the straps on his shoulders and heads on his way. As he passes by two of his neighbors who live in the same floor, he nods at them, adding a brief hum in greeting.

“Hey man!” One of the men, Jikwang (as what Jungkook believes this man’s name was), calls out just before Jungkook reaches the elevator. “There was this hot girl asking about you last night.”

Jungkook raises a brow. He hadn’t really met anyone recently, besides that one cute law student who was looking for a new tenant - and eventually turned out to be your neighbor this whole time. She was cute and all, but she didn’t seem like the type that was ‘hot’ to these types of people.

Jungkook racks his brain for anything, trying to remember the very few number of his one night stands.Surely,none of them would have gotten pregnant with protection on….surely? On top of that, he hadn’t really disclosed his address to a lot of people too, so there was no way someone would be looking for him, all the more a “hot” woman,as these two would claim.

“Did she say what her name was?”

The one beside Jikwang shakes his head, adjusting his beanie. He’d seen this dude a couple of times hanging around, but he never actually got his name. “Nah bro, I don’t think you’re the commitment type of dude…” he comments, dark eyes looking at Jungkook from his head down to his toe. Who was this guy anyways and who was he to judge whether Jungkook was the type to enter a committed relationship or not?

“She just...looked rich, rich. She had a driver... who helped her come down from a nice Benz.”

Jungkook feels his heart drop to the ground. No way in hell.

“I think her name was Hee something...Junghwa? I dunno man, I’m not good with names. But it sounds similar to that…”

“Was it Junghee?”

“Yeah I think that’s it…” bonnet-dude replies, tapping a finger against his chin as he approaches Jungkook. “You think maybe you can set me up? With you know…”

Jikwang knocks the back of bonnet-man’s head. “I got dibs first, shithead. “If she’s not already yours though,” he adds, delivering a wink aimed at Jungkook. “Her friends will do.”

Jungkook squints his eyes at the duo. “No. She’s my sister. And she doesn’t have any friends.” A chill courses through his spine as he replies, wondering how she managed to find out where he lived, and why would she even reach out? Why now, when she had so many years to do so?

Beanie guy simply laughs at him - if it was even considered laughing, when he was practically splitting his sides with laughter - like the thought of having a sister was hilarious to him. “You’re real funny, man. There is no...way...in hell… that that lady was your sister.”

Ah yes, this man is a health vice personified. Jungkook notes the discoloration of his teeth, the god-awful odor coming from his mouth, and they both reek of alcohol and drugs combined. From a safe distance, Jungkook watches their amusement over the subject that is his sister, thinking about why he even indulged these two in the first place. For all he knows, they might have been shitting on him the whole time.

“Sorry man. I mean...she’s rich and hot… and you?” Jikwang shrugs his shoulders.

‘And he?’ What about him?

What the hell was that supposed to mean?

Jungkook clicks his tongue silently, clearly taking full offense with Jikwang’s statement. Did they just imply he didn’t look rich and hot too? Well, compared to them though, they’ll obviously have way longer to go.

Jungkook blinks before equally returning their level of disbelief. “For real, bro?” These men diss him, won’t believe he has a sister whose aura dwarfs his by a million percent, and now they want him to set up a date with her? He shakes his head. Only crooks like these would say insane shit like this.

If only this wasn’t the cheapest and most convenient apartment he could find to accommodate his daily hustle, Jungkook would have moved out of this crap excuse of an apartment building a long time ago.

“Keep dreaming man.”

“Hey, this is what I get for selling you my bike for a good price?” Jikwang eyes Jungkook, taunting him.

“I owe you nothing. I paid for it ages ago.” Jungkook turns on his heel, leaving the two in the crusty ass corridor of their apartment building. He needs to get a new place. Quickly.

With a sigh, he pulls on his down jacket, keeping himself warm as he walks to the garage.

‘King Auto’

There’s a certain warmth that envelops Jungkook whenever he sees the garage, a place he’d rather call home than his terrible apartment building. It sits right at the corner of two busy streets, just six blocks away from his apartment.

Funnily enough, it wasn’t him who first found out about the garage but the other way around. Well, technically, the owner did. Lee Dongmin, owner and manager of ‘King Auto’ repairs and restores almost all types of cars and bikes alike, occasionally servicing high-end cars on lucky days.

Dongmin would usually see Jungkook pass by the garage in the morning on his way to the university or his part-time job.Well, being located at a busy street in the city of Seoul, there would normally be a lot of passersby but Dongmin knew these people either worked or lived around the area; Jungkook, however, always lingered when he walks past the garage.

It had come to Dongmin’s knowledge a few months later that Jungkook purposefully used a longer route on his way, walking two extra blocks just so that he could pass by the garage. Dongmin hadn’t initially done anything about it, as he thought Jungkook simply took interest in cars - especially when the shop had its fair share of servicing cars from the western market.

There was this particular day though one summer, that their paths would finally cross. Jungkook’s bike, the same bike he bought from sketchy Jikwang, broke down. Coincidentally just in front of King Auto too. Funnily enough, no one in the garage was familiar with fixing up bikes, but Jungkook simply asked if he could borrow a few tools and he’d fix his bike himself.

Ultimately, Jungkook became part of the King Auto family. He’d spend his spare time in the garage when he’s not busy with his part-time jobs and on occasion, Jungkook gets to keep a tiny commission whenever he helps out with the repairs.

Jungkook goes through the front door greeting the new receptionist, Clark, a good morning before heading straight to the garage. Jungkook spots a familiar shade of blue peeking through the scissor lifts, just by the end row. He practically dashes to the car in excitement, too thrilled to greet his favorite car he had worked on previously.

“My baby!” The boy exclaims as he rests his chin on the Porsche Panamera’s roof. “Kook! Get your hands off that! I just had it cleaned!” gruffs Mansik from the other side of the car, flinging his towel at Jungkook who mumbles a sorry but continues to cradle the car, a little more gently this time.

“If you continue doing that, you know a towel isn’t the only thing Mansik is going to throw at you.” Lee Dongmin’s voice is low, careful that the man he’s referring to won’t hear his words. “I’m glad he hasn’t resorted to tools yet...just a couple of smelly socks and a t-shirt that smells like it hasn’t been washed for months... “

“Fuckers.” True to Jungkook’s foreboding, Mansik does throw a sock ball from out of nowhere, one which barely misses Jungkook’s face. Dongmin simply shakes his head at his workers, who he has considered family at this point, Jungkook included. “I’m just glad none of that fell into my first coffee of the day.” Dongmin observes, drawing himself father from the Porsche and any flying objects later on.

“By the way, the owner is actually here to pick up the car. I may or may not have mentioned your infatuation with it.”

Jungkook almost instantly jumps to his feet, searching for the owner inside the garage, but disappointingly ending up with all the familiar faces at the garage. “Chill, kid. He just grabbed some coffee down the street,” Dongmin mentions as he takes a sip of his own. “Ah, speaking of the devil,” the latter states, nodding his head towards someone behind Jungkook.

“Seokjin-sunbaenim?”

“Oh hey! Wasn’t expecting to see you here...Jungkook, right?”

“Yes sir!” Jungkook’s pupils shake, animatedly looking back and forth between the garage owner and his upper-level resident. “So...you’re the one who owns this Porsche?” Seokjin raises his cup, adding a small nod in Jungkook’s direction. He internalizes his excitement, before confessing his love for Seokjin’s Panamera.

“And so, Dongmin here mentioned. Also said you were the one who fixed her up. Thanks man!”

Dongmin looks at the two of them, eyebrows creased in the middle. “You two know each other?”

“Seokjin-sunbaenim is a senior of mine at Woocheon.” Seemingly shellshocked at the new piece of information, Dongmin turns to Seokjin, “You’re a doctor?” The owner of the Porsche rolls his eyes fondly, “Yes, Dongmin. We can have lives outside the hospital too, you know.”

“Anyways, ‘Mera’s ready to go yeah?”

“Of course. Kook fixed it up just fine.”

“Alright. Got a shift today man? Need a ride to the hospital?”

Jungkook is tempted to give in, but merely fixing Seokjin’s car is enough honor for him and he can’t take advantage of his generosity. “No thank you, sunbae. I’ve already got a ride to work today.” Jungkook points to his bike on the other side of the garage.

Seokjin tuts his disbelief. “You’re kidding me right? In this weather?” The older doctor points outside, then rubs his palm against his down coat. “No way in hell, kid. Get in the car.”

“Really?” Jungkook mumbles, dimple on display as his lips form a thin line. Seokjin makes a hum of approval as he takes off his jacket while Jungkook dashes back to where he’d left his backpack. “He’s a good kid, Jungkook. Can be a bit of a delinquent sometimes, but he’s good. Take care of him, yeah?”

“Huh,” Seokjin smirks, “this handsome face got nothing he can’t handle.” Dongmin rolls his eyes this time, “Seriously doubt we’re the same age honestly.”

Jungkook returns to where the Porsche is parked, and Seokjin gets a spur-of-the-moment idea. The surgical resident throws his keys to Jungkook before settling inside the passenger seat. Jungkook, surprised as ever, simply stands there in surprise. “Well?” Seokjin asks, ducking towards the dashboard so he could take a look at Jungkook, “We’re gonna be late!”

#jungkook x reader #btswritingcafe #bangtanarmynet #btsghostie #jeon jungkook #bts aus #bts fic #jeon jungkook x reader #jungkook fluff #doctors au

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